Thank you for your ever present attention to the words expressed on these pages.
It is of a great value to me to see your likes, read your comments and be able to share my feelings through my poetry with such an international audience.
There is a lot of harbored feelings released and captured in the letters forming these poems. And I am sure you are able to feel that too when you read through them. It is my greatest joy to write and to birth those unexpressed sensations and see the words on the screen having a deeper meaning.
Now is the time that I wish to share my new midnight project with you. After about one and half years I have decided to collate and publish a second poetry book.
With great satisfaction I can announce that it is going through the printers, as we speak.
Those of you that found solace or inspiration in the poems on this site will be thrilled to know that all the poems previously unpublished will shortly be available as an A5 paperback book with 94 pages full of timeless poetry.
You can now PREORDER the paperback book(s) of poems through the contact us form below. In the body of the message, please write your intention with the book itself. Is it for you or a gift for someone?
And I would love to hear what you love most about my writing? Thank you.
Spilled beans make the best brew Now we call covid what used to be flu Stop and ponder why the name change To make us feel danger, unprepared, strange
Scared of condition with marginal mortality More horror happens on the roads with higher fatality Stay a little longer and give this a second thought For those who listen to the body the virus won’t be caught
Spare a thought on all the people who decided to wait Rather then line up their arm in the drive through fate After two shots and little bonus no guarantee is given still Once our brain solves this puzzle what’s left is just the bill
Strong or weak so to speak this matter is not so hot Until we all come to senses and realize the global plot Who would have done us over and why nobody cares If we all follow suit then nothing left of pulled out hairs
Stick out a little longer and let’s all make some waves The time is past when people were made other’s slaves Take a pen and stand out proud, do a little something brave Feel the beating of your heart right until you hit the grave