I have spent the past six months writing when the mood takes me and now have around fifty poems to seek a publisher.
Whilst this is ongoing I hope you like this sample from three poems:
Impossibly blue are you
Azure, turquoise, lazuli-lidded
As you lie, awakening
To the gentle lull of the day
You lap your waves, your swell
Rolls and washes into the shore
Prayer to the heavens
Yours is the kindly face of one thousand Angels
Eyes twinkling through inken heavens
Do you marvel at the great Majesty that is man?
Do you worship his magnificence?
What if there is purpose to their buzzing?
What if it is more than draft and waft of wings on air?
What if they are Bach’s horns or Beethoven’s even?
Leading us along dawn’s awakening fugue