The very word itself is inspiring; it conjures up in my mind a world of infinite wonders that I can only marvel at. Wonders that my head remind me that nature does not revolve around me, but around a vast universe of possibility. For whether I acknowledge it or not, Mother Nature and all her diverse energies will continue to exist long after I have evaporated into the sand of earthly time. She will continue to vibrate at her own frequency ever evolving and enhancing her beauty until she metamorphosis into the star she is meant to be.
The poems and writings on this site and within my books are purposely simple and are meant as building blocks to deeper thoughts (yours not mine). They are reminders of things that in time have been overlooked or forgotten.
Please accept these little ramblings as signposts to the world you might have left behind in the innocence of yesterday
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Why Tuesdays Follow Mondays & Whose Addicted 08.11.2023.
It's funny how when you retire Mondays are no longer so important. Why Tuesdays follow Mondays I'll never really know But it's better when it's Wednesday For there's not as far to go On Thursday I am doubting It will ever come By Friday I'm ecstatic Because it's just...
Who Am I , Who & White Lake 01.11.2023.
Who Am I A question from your Guardian Angel Who am I, what do you see A whisper of a promise That maybe I could be Its likely I’m a memory Of a day that’s passed you by Or that quiet little moment Upon the edge of time I rest right here before you For no where can I...
White Lake & The World Is Made From Colours 26.10.2023.
Here are two poems I wrote in 2014 White Lake I sat beside the white lake Where you and I first met Before we took on bodies And tumbled to regret Those moments that we cherished Were from another realm Where souls were free to wander And nothing else did dwell That...
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I have a firm belief in angels and feel them around me all of the time, especially when I need an extra bit of help in making decisions
Also, as I get older, I have a much better appreciation of the beauty of Mother Nature and enjoy nothing more than to sit in my garden and let her overwhelm me with her many gifts
The poems and writings on this website are reflections of my thoughts on various subjects, as they wander through my mind
I always find your poems so refreshing and indeed relaxing. When life becomes a whirl and gets too fast to cope with I just ‘fix’ myself by reading what you bring forward. Indeed a great tonic for me. Thank you Phil x
Thank you Phil for bringing memories forward and knowledge that everything and everyone is just a thought away !
Hi Phil,
loving your work!
Hi Tracy Sorry I didn’t reply sooner. I hope you and your lovely family are well. I only go into my website on a Wednesday as a rule to update it. The website has a good following and it’s nice that you enjoy my simple poems. x