The Subtle world knows poetry is the music of life and happy intermeeting. I've tried to recount in my poetry every feeling of humanity; the silly, serious and sad are all pondered in my verse. Some are rhyme and some fragmented rhyme because arduous is my struggle to be part of One Measure. Humble my feeling that I am somewhat of a magic bag trickster and trick combined, sharing the memories and experiences of who I am in the sea, in the song of others. Poetry for the young seems an unfamiliar ear but for the mature, a flute into heaven. For those who don't find friendship and feeling in poetry, maybe it's because they are still being called to themselves. Glowing insight bring forth your verse- Verse.