There are moments that arise that become part of
One’s nature,
Like loving you.
Makes loving me much easier.
Like listening to your smile on Sunday
Like knowing the impossible parting t…
We’ve never walked hand
Or gathered seashells from a shore
But I’ve learned through the years
I couldn’t have loved you more
Why..
I am lost in why,
I can only know that now here
we are..
weathering the storm of our
lives,
a sting to our eternal selves has
saved th…
I laid back and let tears roll down my cheeks
I laid back and heard the wind sweep across my belly
I laid back and shut my eyes to the bright new day
This song that used to take me over the edge in sadness and longing after my break-up with the ‘love of my life’
Let memory
rinse away
the rancor
kiss away
all the chaos
and the madness
and the roar…
just dance
as our dark souls
demand
just dream
and embrace
the hourglass
and t…
On A Warm Night In Spring
Can you feel me watching over you
Can smell the fresh sea air
Do you feel the mellow heat
Yours to enjoy
My image of The Lagoon has been featured in the Seachanges Group. Nice surprise. Thank you Darren,Carolyn and Ally.
60 to the highest dreamer!
When I think of homeland,
I look at earth, ancient part of
your American universe –
domes of heather
above ocean,
our Atlantic,
Thanks to the moderators of the Seachanges Group for featuring
"Leaving the Island"

I am …
What a wonderful evening. The work was displayed beautifully in a lovely gallery. We had two other exhibit openings the same evening so there were lots of people, loads of food, live music.…
I’m pleased to say I’ve had a second image featured in the Seachange group.
Thanks for the group hosts for nominating this photo as it’s an image very special to me.
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I’ve just had my driftwood photo ‘featured’ in the Seachange group.
This is a first for me so I’m very pleased.
Have a great weekend everyone.
—Andy—
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When they tied me up
and hauled me off
to the asylum
they told me I was insane
“Don’t make me laugh,” I chortled.
“I already knew that!”
They fried my brain
with electric jolts …
Lavender
night
and lightning
bright
and brutish
illuminate
what’s left of sanity
in a room
both bare and sullen
but for a pen’s
mad scribblings…
frail attempts
of quav…
I know that life tides out, never to halt
weather to live or die I choose;
even if I except nothing- its not your fault
even the sea must water loose.