Streets outlined.
Lines of sediment and hope.
All seemingly defined
in those days of history.
And I, a poet.
Release my own stories.
Letting them go bare.
Content to be simply myself.
Living close to the ground
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 