Your seeming ability to pluck imagery from the air around you astonishes me, Mark. You have a soothing and effortless way with words, truly.

All the best as ever/

Wow, I was going to read your poem above this one but then this opening grabbed me in.

I really like this poem and for me, it represents that part of us that wonder if we were to become broken, who would care enough to stay and try and put the pieces back together , and who would simply walk away and leave the mess.

Great work and lovely to read something from you again !!

Adding this one to my favorites. Such lovely images with a very relatable message. Who can we truly depend on when the storms come?