Stopping Stone
STOPPING STONE Here we have a stopping stone a place to pause and be alone Take it in your hand…
Category: Poems
Coruscation
This is a poem I wrote about 25 years ago. It is a formal sonnet. As far as I remember…
Everything Changes
This is a song based on a poem I wrote some time ago and recorded a couple of years ago,…
Poetic Philosophy Science
If all the sub-atomic particles in my fingernail grew to the size of a small orange how big would my…
An early walk to the weir
An early walk to the weir young gulls, learning loving, cold, water rushing, falling casual crows, black, white-necked, doves pecking,…