This is a great day for me, the day I saw my video trailer on youtube and my book posted on Amazon ready for purchase. What a long hard haul publication has been, hedged about with delays, frustrations and bewilderment yet all leading to thjis geat peaceful sense of completion. For the hiccups along... Sign in to see full entry.
People need inspirational poetry. How to feed it acceptably is the problem. The offer has to be affirming and non-judgemental. We need browsing tables and chat tables at the fairs and authors sitting to host rather than standing behind their books. A lot of people select books for pure escapiam.... Sign in to see full entry.
Going to a trade fair in Birmingham tomorrow carrying lots of laminated poems, my E.S.O.L. magazine and the few remaining copies of my poetry book and children's stories. Spent all day getting the goods ready. Now,I'm mentally prepared with your encouragement ringing in my ears. Thanks for reading... Sign in to see full entry.
For lifting my heart time out of mind, For resting my aching head and weary limbs At the end of busy day or here In its midnoon where dullness demands a sudden stop And time to draw breath inward, deep below the belly where the dross Of disappointment habitually settles and where, For the want of... Sign in to see full entry.
Blog meanders Are a Means for Me And others To touch base And Bam briskly On the doors Of open minds So that Some stray strands Of Thought Are Multiply connected By resonating Across Miles Measured Only by fractional time. Sign in to see full entry.
Fresh views: Utahjay's and Yellowroses' Fresh news: gravely imperiled Pakistanis Fresh woes: millenium males resist enchantment Fresh foes: melancholic disillusionment Fresh wrongs: mechanically detonated bombs Fresh songs: re-echo "We shall overcome" Sign in to see full entry.
Dead of night Head spins. Down in the vaults a banker Bangs a brass gavel Declaiming the Diminished responsiblity of We who wander whimsically on our way through well-worn paths of Words, washing each other's weary feet with sponges wrung over Coral sands and chuckling as silvered droplets tickle... Sign in to see full entry.
I wandered through everyone's blogs, pausing to shake a hand here and there or to comment on the fair weather we've been enjoying. The plants and trees around me sprung up from watered beds or hardened walkways or peeped out from beneath the hedgerows.Yet all combined to make a kaleidoscopic... Sign in to see full entry.
Spirit of silence Spill light around me. Ritual stillness Softly unfold, Feeding my treasure Of resource untold. Uphold forever A centre of peace. Spin for me dreams Until all want is passed, War is a memory And peace comes at last. Sign in to see full entry.
Sometimes we go away physically. Travel takes us to far away places, Into limpid spaces where, Mindlessly We drift between exhaustion and repose But sometimes, shock shaken, we rest By deliberate imposition, withdrawn and Closed while we delve depths and Sort meanings. Such siftings through the... Sign in to see full entry.