It happened. I'd heard people talk about it, in writing groups and elsewhere, but had never felt the emotion that overtakes when it happens to you. The other day, a friend of mine rang me up and said; "Guess what? Your book isn't in the book-store." "Of course not," I replied. Patience, dear friend, patience. … Continue reading My first time
‘No vacancy’, her sign said As I strolled by a second time ‘Why?’ I wondered. Was her mind closed to adventure? Or just closed? I’d seen her in happier times When her and I were one ‘I love you’, her lips said I smiled, looked into her eyes And held her hand. Happier times than … Continue reading No vacancy
A touch that brings compassion A twinkle in the eye The arm, e'er so tender The touch that's felt is mine. Stairs, to door, lead to course Friendly strangers wave Have I been living, anonymously? Companionship is saved. A crack when club meets ball Its seamless, silent, fate Hands on wheel, foot to floor Then … Continue reading Poem – The hand I held
I am going nowhere Unless I go with you You are my light upon the hill You are the morning dew I am your hill-view drive You are my avenue You are my midday sunshine You are as bright as sky is blue I am the valley you traverse You are my mountain view You … Continue reading Poem – I go with you
