surrealistic poetry book 100 pages published by Fiddlehead Poetry Books.
Excerpt
The Long Walk
The cold damp fog
Invades the dew drenched fields
Then rolls onto my doorstep.
Its cool grey mist enshrouds the view
And hides reality under her haze.
I walk inside her eyes.
It's like walking in an alien marshland
Where signposts make no sense
And heavens can't be found.
The wet bushes are icy fingers
Touching hair raised skin.
It's an almost blindness
That charts courses of confusion
Surrounded by four grey walls
But stuck in the center.
With leaden feat I walk
In constant chaotic circles
Trying desperately to touch something
Other than this
Dense drapery of fog.
Professional Reviews
Literary Press Group Catalogue (Association Of Canadian Publishers)
“A poetry book by a self taught poet characterized by brilliant imagery drawn from all facets of modern life."
This collection of poetry addresses the nature of time, reflections on the natural world, the difficulty of loss,
contemporary social issues and gratitude for life.
