Written in Barcelona, listening to John Chin play a solo break on keyboards at the Continental.... now we’re travelling faster than the speed of light through this universe into the next where there is another mother planet blooming teeming with life waiting to be filled with love whistle springing forth with life life springs forth... Continue Reading →
The sea was silver again today, as it always is when the sun shines through the grey sky. We can choose to see the silver sheen or the grey day. I choose the silver, sit beside it, soak in its energy, listen to its rhythmical breathing, become one with it.
I hadn't written any poetry in a very long while , then one night - in the middle of the night - I woke up and scratched out these words on the back of an energy bill envelope: Put pen to paper one last time wring a poem from my aching soul let the... Continue Reading →