The Poui Tree in Trinidad blossoms seasonally – as much as one can call this little Caribbean island seasonal.
I’ve come, over the years, to love comparing the seasons of the Poui with the seasons of my life. Sometimes beautiful, vibrant and bursting with colour, I find myself writing happy, funny, descriptive pieces full of the love and passion that is filling me in those moments. Sometimes however, when the colours fall away, when the branches of my days become ragged and less attractive, my writing tips dark and brooding, becomes more introspective with a different form of passion.
I’ve come to learn that all life is like this – beautiful at times, challenging and dark at others, and that these two points are joined by an endless range of between emotions. I’ve tried to pour all of this into the pieces you’ll find here.
I hope you enjoy the reading as much as I enjoyed the writing.
And thanks for visiting my little tree of life.