Elderly man walking with a cane on a narrow rural road at sunrise

Where Words Wait

Introduction to Where Words Wait Some days the pen feels heavy, the mind crowded, and every line you try to force just slips away like dust on a breeze. This poem comes from one of these days – from stepping out instead, onto the sun-warmed lanes that you know, and learning what the land has … Continue reading Where Words Wait

Hearing … Being!

Sitting down today to compose this piece that you are now setting out to read, I had restarted writing this poem on three occasions, before settling on this one below. But it requires a little explaination before going further. I have spent much of my life with Tinnitus which can be explained by the following … Continue reading Hearing … Being!