Hmmm. A man writing poetry… pushed on my preconceived image of poets…
I don’t actually write. Its kind of like… I take dictation.
Who is dictating to me?
God? my Unconscious?… I’m hopefully not arrogant enough to claim any higher power.. but whomever it/they/them are… the words have positive, huge depth for me.
Some of the poems that seem to come through me, have moved me on many levels.
I avoided poetry in school, like avoiding brocolli or spinach 🙂
Somehow, I seem to have connected to some source of inspiration that, on occassion, unpredicably, just starts to come through my thoughts.
It’s literally like I type, what I’m hearing/saying… silently, inside my mind.
Wherever it come from, what ever the intended message, I share them here in the hope, that you might gain some value or enjoyment to improve your experience, in this advanture we call life.
Chose the poems from the menu… Enjoy