Songs of a Sad Summer

I’ve just taken the leap and published my first ebook of poetry. All by myself. Even my own photo graces the cover.

I thought I could write a poem

Effortlessly

Until the black cockatoos lumbered across the sky.

Carrying lost souls in their voice

exerpt, I Thought I Could Write a Poem

Maybe I should stick to shopping lists, as was once suggested in a writing group! If interested in contributing to my coffers and my hedonistic artistic lifestyle, please click here to buy a copy.

I sip my macchiato and watch

The dead walk by

Little more than a rustling thought.

                 excerpt, An Unseen Parade

Thank you xx