"Catch a falling star
And put it in your pocket
Never let it fade away"

A well known verse we all know so well...yet you wonder why would I quote those famous words....hmmmm

I've been part of 3 major poet sites that has to this day affected the way I think and feel....the sites are still very much alive yet of the three two have had some major upheavals
My point in using these well known words is simple....

Each poet that has influenced my certain way of writing has touched me profoundly with their own unique way of writing

Yet there is always one person that always trys to control the trend or poem of the day

For me each poet and poetess
Are stars in my book...and each of them I have kept always in my heart where they will never fade away

And its thanks to my poet friends I now write the way I do...even if they know it or not their stars will forever shine in my heart

Tried to fulfil
the caverns in my eyes,
sleepless nights that echo
the chamber of creativity.

So much to do,
so much to do.

So many symbols to contrive
so that when I die,
I do not leave.

When did this ridiculous past-time
become a reason to be?

There is more truth in the flute
than a lover's tongue,
more heart in the metre
of well-formed words
than there is to belong
to any God or anyone.

Tried to fulfil
the hunger for movement;
restless flicker-book
that rearranges
the same old routine
of skipped pages
and human error

into art and reason.

The  first  signs  of  autumn
are  appearing  this  morning.

The­  sky  is  a  paler  blue
with  ominous  dark  clouds  all  aroun­d.

The  birds  are  much  quieter  too.
although  I  did  hear  ­a  pair  of  mallard  ducks  crying  out.

The fleeting sun across the lawn
Is quite pleasant

The  Invasion  of  house  flies
seem  to  have  subside­d.


Keith  Wilson.  Windermere.  UK.  2016.

The lighting flashes in synchrony with the neurons firing rapidly in my pounding skull.
The night sky is exploding within itself,
Reflecting my inner turmoil.
A hopeless omen foreshadowing my misery..
For there will be no relief tonight,
as the thunder rages on in the darkness.

Like a drug
I relied on you thinking that you would numb the pain
But you destroyed me instead