Tag: Silence Happens
So the spider hangs book review
Night sky blue
Night sky blue
I see there are no birds
only a stillness
for humanity to sing
but instead they
create a haiku which reads
Lockdown is over
the masses have decided
to unmask the world
because the Earth needs to breathe.
Look what arrived today!
Nice new copies of my books.
The third book of my little thoughts, A New Sunrise along with Being Human and Silence Happens and my latest poetry collection, Broken Roses with After the Rain.
All looks lovely, I’m rather happy.
Keep your eyes peeled for a competition coming soon 🙂
When I walk along my local canal I sometimes head up along the old railway track which, in part, goes through Smestow Valley Nature Reserve. I usually see little footpaths skirting away here and there and always thought to wander along them one day.
I didn’t intend to go very far today because I wanted to write and so I started off by having a cup of coffee at Cupcake Lane tearoom which is a new place along the railway situated in the old station building. I took my book out to read for a while and when I’d finished my coffee I had a feeling to go for a walk instead so I packed it all away and off I went.
I am very glad I did because I found a place which sums up one of my little quotes from my first self-published book, Silence Happens, available here; “Silence happens, because the Earth needs to breathe“. It was really very peaceful and next time I visit there I shall take my camera instead of using my phone, although I think the photos have come out not too bad for a camera phone 🙂
Heron time :)
A few more photos of one of my favourite birds plus one I posted here in March. I used the blurry flight one for the cover of Silence Happens, my little book of thoughts (available to buy here).
What’s in the box?
Here, let me show you 🙂
Yes I have published a collection of my Little Thoughts.
I have self-published through Lulu.com
I have edited some and added a good handful
of new and unpublished Little Thoughts.
Now Lulu seemed very confusing to me at first
until, that is, assistance appeared in the form
of my very, very good friend, Diane M. Denton
who also helped with the editing.
(Please visit Diane’s site for lovely art and exquisite poetry.
Her Novel ‘A House Near Luccoli’ is literary historical fiction set in Genoa
imagining an intimacy with the 17th century composer. Alessandro Stradella.)
My wonderful, wonderful, lovely friend, Sarah Whiteley
gave me the encouragement, and still does,
to get off my backside and get something into print.
(Please visit Sarah’s site for her beautiful poetry and stunning photography.
Her first chapbook No Direction But Home
is worth every second of time spent reading it.)
I would like to thank everyone who has been with me
since I started writing poetry in August 2011
If you could see the smile on my face as I type these words
“I did it! I finally did it!”