Trapped
“She is shrinking/Inside herself…”
Written for my mother
Come to My Garden
“Come to my garden/Let the stillness and/Peace of Nature…”
Finding a peaceful nook in a busy world is about how you view where you are!
Battle of The Windmill
“In the early morning/On a cold November Day/The Hunters crossed the river…”
This poem won the Battle of the Windmill Poetry Contest in 2018
The Mystic
“Calling Softly / I hear the sound/ That beckons me …”
This is a poem that speaks to the mystic and other worldliness.
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