Wrap me tightly
In a blanket of words
Stitched together from
Old songs and stories,
A patchwork comforter
Of all my yesterdays.
Cradle my head softly
In a pillow of dreams
That whine with blood
And wind and the
Smell of the sea.
August 2016 (E)
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Fragments And Reflections
PoetryPoems looking at everything and anything not in my other collections. Here you'll find life and time, wild oceans and lonely coast paths, busy streets and empty hotel rooms, wild concerts and late night writing. All just fragments and reflections, l...
