Jaye Yee-Vandalyn : Writing

A Problem of the Highest Order

A Problem of the Highest Order

A Poem by Jaye Yee-Vandalyn


The state of the world.An ache to the hearts.A world of starvation, calamity, corruption.Darker than the dark screens of the tele.Such are the news we..
Giuliana was her name

Giuliana was her name

A Poem by Jaye Yee-Vandalyn


Giuliana! They would call, when darkness falls.In her throne of steel, she parades, with a band for rebellion on her head.Unlike any you’ve seen..
You Could Be Free

You Could Be Free

A Poem by Jaye Yee-Vandalyn


Purity of water,Milky turquoise of colour,Once glaciers.Now melt to serve,A purpose it never dreamed it would.Where such beauty rose from destruction,..
A Handful of Burgers and Hearts

A Handful of Burgers and Hearts

A Poem by Jaye Yee-Vandalyn


Some hands hold burgers,Others hold hearts.Not much of a difference.They serve the same role.One feeds the stomach, theOther feeds the soul.The conten..