Where does Christmas time go
So many calls on precious minutes
It certainly never goes slow
And pushes us to our limits
A tree to … Read the rest
My Poetry
Last Words
I remember our last words
They are with me at the dawn
And again, as the night draws in
They are all I hear now … Read the rest
Dreamer
I know I am a dreamer
Searching for happiness
Always wanting to see her
To take away the emptiness
I dream of what can’t be… Read the rest
Their Own Line
They walk their own line
Never trusting, always seeking
Hoping one day all will be fine
But day after day their hearts are weeping
So … Read the rest
The New Forest
Wetlands, bogs and ancient trees
Open heathland and roaming ponies
A place that puts you at ease
In the New Forest you can never be … Read the rest
The Fawn
In the forest shadows
The fawn moved quietly
She had left the meadows
As the hunter and his hound stirred her anxiety
She silently went … Read the rest
The Café
He stood in the doorway
The tables were set
And he waited for people to come his way
And to be honest he was inclined … Read the rest
Walk Hand in Hand
The couple stood in silence
Watching as the sun prepared to sink out of sight
They had come to the sea seeking guidance
Looking to … Read the rest
A Cajun Lady
My life changed at the Mardi Gras
The day I couldn’t believe what I saw
A Cajun lady with magnolias in her hair
Would I … Read the rest
Flamingos and White Horses (The Camargue)
A wetland of beauty and brilliance
Of flamingos and white horses
A land where you hear the silence
And definitely no Porsches
A constantly changing … Read the rest