Poets are people who have their radar tuned.

sea sand sifting

A little bit of what you fancy does you good.

make love not war

 

writing

We don't live in some morally bankrupt place,
we live in the real world.

and the clouds clung as the hills emerged

take your eyes off the screen

river flowing
wash our cares down
to the sea

 

 

Image IMG_0837 in Coro

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WITHOUT YOU

 

didn’t sleep last night,

sat up watching the stars in bed

wondering what

life would be like

without you

if you died

as you said you would.

 

No thoughts of beauty imposed

leached from the moonlit hills outside

No wayward demands of practical things intruded

my mind.

And you said I could do as I wanted 

then

But all I want to do

is with you.