About the author (2015)

Originally, I am from a tropical Caribbean island; Tortola, one of the main archipelagos among several other islands and cays in The British Virgin Islands. It is basked with inviting appeals and lets anyone feel an appreciation for its incredible appearance; to feel appeased and carefree. I graduated with top honors with a BA in Accounting from the Inter American University of Puerto Rico in June 2005. Currently, I live in Savannah, GA, a city that exists near the Intracoastal water with many Historical points of interest and now serve honorably in the US Army.

To me writing is an art of the mind and the way it thinks; a process that takes on various forms of delicate expression. The nature of our thoughts is phenomenal. What we are capable of accomplishing starts with our mind. How we use our efforts effectively to be successful is through a creative function of how our mind works. The mind fuels every aspect of our lives with its unique modules that organize how we act and interact with the world. We are endeared to think freely, if that maybe the only place we can encounter true freedom.

It is the whimsical song on my heart that allows me to write poems freely about what I feel and how my mind decides to flow. When I capture moments, I try to treasure some in written verses. I believe each person holds a treasure throve of thoughts that can be manifested within certain moments.

I became passionate about writing poetry towards the end of my secondary school year and received inspiration from reading great works from famous poets and authors. As I started, most of my work was simply of my mind in search of solace and forming identity with self. My parents, Ellis and Dorothy Thomas were the most influential persons towards me in my writing process and often listened with an intent thirst. I soon realized that not only did my parents appreciate my poems but also other members of my family, and I was requested to write for different occasions. My words are written from my heart; as I close my eyes, it seems as though my thoughts sail with me into a peaceful sphere. My thought pattern runs deep. Sometimes they tango loosely as they dance with the words in a mellow gesture that brings a sense of satisfaction and comfort. I am usually taken out of a disheartening moment to one that brings content.