Life collects
Life collects,
Pools around you.
It paints its highlights.
Nothing there
You can destroy
Or begin again.
Calm in aquamarine beauty,
Barely a hint
Of surf’s snowy trim.
Today the sea is out
But will come again.
For the moment,
On the beach,
My love and I,
Naked and blissful
As can be.
In the soft,
Sun baked sand
History
Between my toes.
Sense how
Even the smooth stones
Ache
With stories of their own
In the shuddering
Light of day.
I feel blessed to be living and writing full-time at home in the glorious Hertfordshire countryside, only a thirty minute commuter ride from London. My poetry looks to positively explore human potential, with an emphasis on love, spiritual growth and self awareness. It is very important to me that my work remains as open, accessible and as simply expressed as possible.
My influences vary from the great…
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