Death in mourning

Morning disturbs death
I survived nightmares
Her opened soul
Her waking smile
My tired psyche
My crumpled age
Nightmares depleted me
Coffee restored me
Death in mourning

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This poem came about by responding to a Twitter request for a 3 word poem.

I tweeted the first line, made a coffee and the rest of the poem followed 🙂

It’s here! Proof copy, cover reveal.

The proof copy of my latest book has just arrived. The cover is more or less how I wanted it with it being a tad off focus, so I’m happy with it, although the grey could be a bit more grey, bit darker perhaps but screen grey and book grey do differ. Overall I like it and I’ve gone for a matte finish instead of the gloss.

Now I just need to read through and read through again, and even though I’ve read it so many times in Word and printouts I do tend to find blips in book form, but fingers crossed it’ll be ok. Aaaaand I’ve already found two items that need to be changed, grrrr haha, so it certainly won’t be ready until next year!

It’s a short story of roughly 9,000 words with poetic feelings. I’ve been calling it my Surreal, Elemental, Spiritual, Love Story. It concerns a man with his search for that mysterious elemental fragrance of life and love. We are at the end and the beginning of his transformations, his awakening, and his first steps into becoming a Listener – an Earth Angel, although as he says to a mother and daughter on a train when the daughter asks if he is one.

“There are many different kinds of Earth Angel and it isn’t our name or what we are, but it’s the closest to how we are.”