Moonrise (my poem)
Moonrise of the new beginning
The dog patrols the perimeter
barking at the darkness
Moving shadows along the silver path
Travellers on a journey to nowhere
It is the moments that matter
Heed the voice of the mountain
Play the tune of the wind
and let the soul be anabaptised
My poetry is but an attempt to record feelings. All poems are written in one go. I do not tend to their aesthetic appeal, as that requires extra processing which detracts from my truth in the moment.