Under the vast sky
When all my words
are exhausted.
I walk the streets,
or find a place
to drink coffee.
And once again words
make their way
into my mind.
True, clear and transparent.
This has always
been the way.
A Wandering Poet
As I walk around I like to record what I experience. Through poetry, ideas and thoughts I hope I can share some of these experiences with you.
A Wandering Poet 