Endless Sea

In composing the Poem for this post, I was determined to contniue along the same lines as the previous post, That is using the thought that speaking of a woman one loves and the Land they love in the same Poem. That is to use language normally used to speak of a woman, would instead … Continue reading Endless Sea

Winter’s Embrace

When sitting as usual to write a poem for todays post, I drew a blank and nothing was appearing. So I left it for a day to come at it with a fresh mind, yet that say was two days break because I hold one day clear each week to deal with a family issue. … Continue reading Winter’s Embrace

The First Raindrop

Recent weeks has been found to be very busy, yet I did not appear to achieve a whole lot to show for it. Yet time has always been found to write and composea little more Poetry. Today's Title should strike curious mind and inspire them to look further. Such was the thought when I begun … Continue reading The First Raindrop

Love Still Blooms

My last post was one that was by far more personal and meant a lot to myself, both to state something and lay on the line what I believe. But also But also that for once I was prepared to stand on that line to write of what I believe. BUT the fact remains that … Continue reading Love Still Blooms

Attempt at Leading Lines

This Mountain Trail

Over the past number of days I sat to compose the Poem I have placed below for today's Post. I had a few short words in mind in which I wanted to compose a poem around, That Beiing " A Mountain Trail". Being one that Love to take walks in secluded and isolated spots, Like … Continue reading This Mountain Trail

Beyond The Rainbow

As so often on times before, I begin a Poem with a Thought or a possible title. But on this occasion The whole idea grew in itself once the Poem was near completion. To explain, This Poem was first thought of as a Little fun concept as it were, to a Little Irish Myth. But … Continue reading Beyond The Rainbow

Misty Mountain Morning

Driving about a countryside, close to where I once called home (and still do in many ways), during a time I spent with someone, thus enjoying time together. Listening to stories they told of younger days. I was struck by the beauty that most miss out on when passing by. Our landscape about us is … Continue reading Misty Mountain Morning