Most days I would try to write a poem; it is a practice, as I suppose is meditation or yoga or watching the world go by. I own a few things but mostly I borrow, shout out if you want anything returned or removed.
Self Indulge - Love Of The Intangible Abstract
Self Indulge – Love Of The Intangible Abstract
The poet goes to places he has been to before, but…
up at the cliff
mathematics on my mind
Glastonbury Tor, England Revellers stand beside St. Michael’s Tower watching the moon as it passes at its closest point to the Earth for almost two decades
