My loss is know.
Only to me.
A strange story
of dandelions
and Buddhas.
But it is true.
What a life.
What a life.
And still more
to come.
As I expand and
rejuvenate the way.
A loss is a loss in all but name
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 