My writing

Since this is a writing blog, it seems only reasonable to add some of my own writing. Poetry is something I rarely attempt - but this one appealed to me. My apologies for those out there who are so much more proficient at this most difficult of writing forms than I am.

Listen to a Waterfall 

I sit silently on the bank

                                    To watch the water fall.

A cascade plummeting down the cliff

                                    And careering into the rocks

Protruding from each pillared

                                    Side and playful ledge.

I watch the light twist and tumble

                                    In a misty turmoil of

Fractured rainbows caught in a

                                    Cloud of watery chaos.

Surging down then swirling

                                    Up as the still heart of the fall

Becomes the roar of the pool

At the base and echoes back to me

In a rage of racked and pummelled

                                    Carnage rich with reverberant life

That drowns the meaningless tears

                                    That drew me here.