These are the times
for long walks and cool drinks,
sweltering heat and makeshift fans –
adept at both cooling
and swatting away
the buzz of unwelcome visitors
with no regard for personal space. … More Summer Daze (part 2)
A flood of memories from a life left far behind… … More Let it Flow: Memories of a Past Life
*Updated with link to a Google form, as I received a report that the email link wasn’t working* Almost a year ago, I released the electronic edition of Let it Flow – a ‘best-of’ anthology collecting what I considered my most meaningful poetry and reflections from the previous fourteen years of writing. This November, I’m giving it away for free – if you’d care to answer a few questions. … More One year book anniversary (and a freebie for you) – updated
Once upon a time,
there was a boy who lived all alone.
Up on the 3rd floor,
where the space and time was his own.
But despite his freedom,
the boy lived in a prison:
a set of routines, habits, and permanent preferences
– things he held himself to –
walls of the invisible cage
that had sprung up around him over the years. … More Let it Flow: The Life to Come
Before I move on,
let me remember the feeling
of being submerged in the biggest part of my planet;
Wave after wave,
gentle and rough,
smoothly-contoured and wildly spread;
Jumping into,
under,
facing head on,
and turning my back;
Being moved by the never-ending forces of push and pull,
so vastly spread in oceans off every land mass in existence. … More Let it Flow: Mash
Snuggling under the covers,
hot drinks in hand,
immersed in books
or movies,
eating snacks;
Putting on pounds
to insulate against the season’s biting cold.
Sleeping cats
wrapped within warm blankets,
fur no longer sufficient to warm little bodies,
who otherwise would be out hunting or playing. … More Winter is…
A little book with a big impact. Give it a try. … More How Poetry Can Change Your Heart: takeaways and reminders
Rekindle that wild, uninhibited freedom;
where the world is an open plain,
and your only barrier
is shortness of breath,
and tiredness of legs.
No thinking.
No worrying.
No concern for what might happen
if you fail to pace yourself
or control your path. … More Run
Life was never “too short”
to this old soul
in a no-longer-young body.
Feeling the immense weight – the passing moments
even from my early 20s;
an age of youthful vigour –
yet those years were prolonged… … More Old Soul
From e-book to print, and what comes next…this wraps up the series detailing the story of my book, “Let it Flow”. … More Behind the Book: Part 7 – Paper rules
slip-sliding away..... 