Biography
Reconstituted poet and writer after thirty years away from pen and paper/ keyboard. A penfriend fifty years ago changed my life and both began and ended for a while, my connection with writing. Over the last two years I have been able to tap into this new found gift of putting words together for something other than marketing, Since then I have been a regular performer at local open mics reading poetry and playing the Native American Flute. Both works have brought me closer to my dream of performing (and living) one day in America.
Samples
I am the figure on lonely sunset beach Can you see me My eyes I think I see you but you stand so far away I can’t tell if you are real Or a figment of my imagination which will fade away if I call to loud. I am lonely Lonely, Out here I sit cross legged and cold starring at my hair…blowing Behind me somewhere far out at sea. I see my heart rise on the crest of a wave.. Expand and Contract…Expand and Contract.. Expand and EXPLODE A thousand pieces swept by the swell…to sink to the shore. I see me as I am.. An old man falling to the sand…my bones laid bare. But the morning sun rises And sees me stand.. An athlete still strong and arms open to greet the morning.. I turn and walk west… fresh footprints in the sand. .a new dawn.. a new day.. a new adventure.
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