My Poem ‘The Sun Dial’
There are always possibilities; the future is not set in stone; what we see and what we find is sometimes beyond what we have dreamed about in our fantasies; what we build can last and endure for...
View ArticleMy Poem ‘No Pressure’
There are times in your life when you need a push; there are times in your day when you need a boost; there are times in order to get things done you have to do them in a rush; there are times when you...
View ArticleMy Poem ‘Conduit’
My favourite song is playing on the radio; I am drinking my favourite drink, in my favourite place; my thoughts are in over-drive, as I sit, looking around, with a smile on my face; it’s raining...
View ArticleMy Poem ‘Through your fingers’
I have always thought that we should truly listen intently to the young, because the young, especially children, make a point to say what is on their mind; I have always thought that the best thing...
View ArticleMy Poem ‘The Sound of Mark’
As I dream at night, when I wake up in the morning, as I walk in the sun, and in the rain, through forests of trees, and along streets of light, I hear a sound, I feel a calling, I decipher the chaos,...
View ArticleMy Poem ‘Perpetual Night’
When the morning light hit my face, and I slowly began to open my eyes; when I got out of bed, and I looked in the mirror, I immediately flashed back to the night before, and the face I saw and the...
View ArticleMy Poem ‘Wordsmith’
When you are a child the future seems like a far-away country, as you grow up you become interested in many different things; when you look around and everything and everybody is telling you that you...
View ArticleMy Poem ‘The Goodbye Cycle’
‘Goodbye’ is the saddest word there is; saying goodbye is the hardest thing you will ever have to do in your life; goodbye can seem like a full-stop, and a reminder of all the things about someone and...
View ArticleMy Poem ‘Morning’
There are morning stars, there is morning music, there are morning flights, there is morning light, there are morning people, there is morning life waking up in cities, towns, villages, homes, rooms,...
View ArticleMy Poem ‘Something Special’
Something special, something wonderful; someone beautiful, someone inspirational; something invoking, something flowing; someone there, someone who is like air. Everything has an origin; everyone has a...
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