Singing The Blues.

Iron Mermaid sailing into the night…

What are those things that bring a smile to your face. This poem explores just a few in my own life.

Something I wrote after dreaming of listening to a muted chorale.

For the children…

The quotes are from "Starry Eyed" by Ellie Goulding… I happened to take them in a much darker context than they were meant. I was driving earlier..with this song on and I was really just happy to have the wind blowing past me. I guess my mind really can just turn anything into something slightly morbid.

Three Poems On America by Walt Whitman.

Merry Christmas during the holiday season and the elation we feel.

Christmas is for children. You can see them going to one house from the other doing caroling with joy and fun. In their eyes you can see happiness and the essence of Christmas. But now they are gone ,they go with the volume of water that splash in seconds. Who will then sing on the streets now? Isn’t it so painful for those parents who were left?

Listen ….