If poetry has a purpose, it is to inspire reflection – for me, while writing – for you, when reading it
– and they may well be very different reflections…

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Today I Weep

A Soldier’s Tale

Do not ask me
A Life of Learning
“As we grow older
Wisdom arrives
But
Do we understand more
Yet know much less
Or
Do we know it all
And
Witness a world
That makes no sense”

The Dichotomy of Life

Sail your own Words

Mirror Mirror on the Wall

The Death of Love. Reborn.

To Lead or not to Lead

Why
