Remembering back to an earlier time in life as in youth and feelings that were involved.

Inspiring moments of “contemplation” on the north bank of the River Senegal, West Africa – first light and shortly after.

I am a goddess who writes honey. A poem.

The sun brings light but she illuminates my soul.

Headlight seen on distant highway before dawn.

Crows rise in large numbers from their roost at dawn to circle and wheel above the city.

A rather quaint poem I wrote over the course of a week whilst staying at my sisters house in south-east England.

Poem.

Celebrating life.

A poem about forever.