Sometimes our feelings

underneath the moonlightradiating passions,which leave the world behind.It sets a life sailingon a warm oceaninto ecstasywhere time has no involvementand mystic violins play,where the air is scentedwith forget-me-notsand life dances on an angel’s wing.When love like a diamond shinesunderneath the moonlight30 September 2009

I often wonder what happened tothe landscapes my childhood used to know.Gone I’m afraidto a growing populationand progress so they say.Ruined is what I would sayand gone to greedyproperty developers more like.6 February 2008

then last night I spoke to a friendand all the heaviness was gone.My heart feels much lighterand my future much brighterthan it has been in a long while.The conversation was full of smilesand brightened up my dayand we were both reluctant,though we knew, we had tosay goodbye for another day.24 November 2009

You may want to return,but you cannot anymore.The times you want backare gone for evermore,and only lie within your memory store.All of us would liketo turn the clock backevery once and a while.Grasp hold of somethinglocked in our previous years.However, we cannot go backno matter how muchwe would dearly love to.We can only go forwardfind…

my reading glasses somewhere.It is a sad fact of lifethat so many people in our societycannot actually read.They feel ashamed they can’twhich to me is very sad.They think people look down on thembecause they cannot read.Which should never be the case.They should never have to make excusesfor what some of us take for granted.As they…

and set my imagination freehoping to write one poem,but then end up with three.It is no good I have to confessI am just a prolific me.The poems are all differentand I never know what subjectwill come to my fertile mind,only that it will come in a rushline after line after line.I tried to slow down…