Let’s play with Creativity

Have you ever in your life picked the petals from a flower, saying "love me, love me not"? I prefer to ask, "Poet, Poet Not?" The result determined my productivity levels. Time to stop picking petals from flowers and just write.


Whispers, an east coast wave closes in. . . What on this planet would I be talking about? Poetry of course.

Down the Path

Poetry can be technical or not, it depends how the mind wishes to work. Fancy a race?


As my appreciation for poetry slips into its final blogging month. February brings clarity. Thank you for reading.

Snow is in the air.

When we take the time to look around and go as far as sniffing in the air we breathe, our senses can tell us things.

It’s that time of year!

Sometimes poetry doesn't need a name to be shared.


Love: it has so many meanings and yes, it is overused, however, also, essential to life. (Poetry)