a random collection of thoughts and writings from the depths of my consciousness, spread out on a page for the enjoyment and contemplation of... well, me. Many of my pieces are the result of Magnetic Poetry.
Sunday, 10 August 2008
Dare not fly blind, brilliant child. Explore eternity with those morning eyes, Question all but the magic of life And the joy of a virgin sky, blushing At the touch of an impassioned sun.