When Autumn leaves
Masks everywhere,
caution aplenty,
as malls, parks, and stadiums
sit deserted,
so empty.
Hunger,
job losses,
companies downsizing,
desperation palpable,
the anger is rising. … More When Autumn leaves
Masks everywhere,
caution aplenty,
as malls, parks, and stadiums
sit deserted,
so empty.
Hunger,
job losses,
companies downsizing,
desperation palpable,
the anger is rising. … More When Autumn leaves
With this rising,
may you rise above
the murky waters of your past.
May you be elevated beyond who you are,
to who you are becoming.
May the Light of this day – this start,
be accompanied by Truth, Courage, Wisdom, and Opportunity. … More Let it Flow: Rise
Before the day begins,
take some time
to hear the chirping birds outside:
nature’s morning symphony
played day after day,
in sickness and in health. … More Monday Morning Thoughts
In celebration of World Poetry Day (21st March), and in light of the isolation many people find themselves in at this moment, the electronic version of my book – Let it Flow – will be available for just 99c* on Amazon Kindle for one week, starting Tuesday 24th March 2020. (It may even be free!) … More Let it Flow: available for 99c this coming week (maybe even free)
Before the lights come on,
light up your heart and soul,
and decide to live
a life of purpose. … More Before the lights come on…
Reject their news media.
Their sensationalism.
Their obsession.
Their unhealthy fascination.
Be free of their poison.
They feed it to you:
slowly…constantly…unrelentingly. … More Let it Flow: World View
Cut, copy, and paste;
re-write, enhance, remove;
find the themes;
assemble a flow
which will ease the audience
through years of personal experience:
pain and persistence,
joy and triumph,
lessons and wisdom,
gathered along life’s path. … More Flow Fulfilled
A new world. A new vision.
Lying with one eye covered,
I’m almost floating in the clouds:
engulfed in blue and white;
no longer constrained
by the physical limits down below:
no buildings, no trees,
no electricity,
nor concerns to capture my time. … More Let it Flow: A Bird’s Eye View
From an early age, I loved reading. It was my favourite pastime: the thrill of delving into other worlds…the words on a page coming to life. Naturally, this progressed to an affinity for creative writing. Teachers would compliment my work and encourage me to write outside of school. Though I appreciated those kind words, I didn’t see myself pursuing it as a career. I believed that a writer’s livelihood depended on inspiration and creativity – gifts which I couldn’t take for granted. So, at the age of seven, the threat of writer’s block killed what may have become a career in writing. … More Let it Flow: the beginning
The younglings come
from far and wide,
the start of their post-school adventures,
on this gorgeous campus
which will be home for the next three, four, or more, years. … More O, what a week