Old words….. new words.
For some they all
pile up together.
Huddled and cramped.
For me, they are
a life – giving breeze.
Blown across a thousand
far-fetched places.
A day at the office
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 