A Goat, a Prince and Other Characters

This collection emerged during the previous decade. It was also the darkest period of my life. As words began to trickle, they went almost unnoticed at first. Time passed however and the moment came when I saw these words for the beacons they were... leading me out of the darkness.

Poem by poem, I reached the sunlight...

"Some thoughts stand alone. You might wonder for a moment if they have the potential to become a story. Then you read again and realise they are already a story in themselves. That's Poetry.

Some people arrive briefly then depart, leaving the vacancy sign blinking on unconcerned, carrying away small chunks of time and leaving who, what, where and why unsolved behind.

Some when you need, also lack themselves, and you see eerie light where you expected bright shining hope. And so you cope.

Until once in a while one touches you and shares the carving of the monuments to faith.

One eases your burden, gives you instead bread and a bed. The vacancy sign flickers off. You see your new tenant, humanity.

Some never leave, or take. They give. That's Poetry."

*Cover as always by my beloved @RebornOreo.