Lets turn this cruel world around.

Short work on giving in to darkness.

In Deep Space there are no oasis for the lost and forgotten.

The years have been cruel. This cannot be my image I see before me…

…My answer to the Triond forum writing challenge round 13, where something is to be written using the words “rusty nail” and “netting”.

Mad people, don’t you just love them?
I’ve just published a book of my poetry. It’s a way of moving on, isn’t it?
Am I allowed to say where? blurb.

Lucid ,Madness ,feeling,love,poetry.

Driven to madness by one glance he was suddenly on the run from something he couldn’t understand.

God given dreams and desires not yet realized.

A poem on the exquisite bliss of submission and surrender in His arms.

A poem about indecision.