My poetry book, After the Rain, has had its first two reviews! 🙂 Here is Diane Denton’s review from Goodreads. ~ I’ve been following Martin Shone’s blog, taken pleasure, been reassured and inspired by his poetry for many years. I keep his first two collections close by and often pick them up to randomly open … More After the Rain book reviews
I believe in the something within us I believe we can be better than yesterday I believe pain comes when it is needed I believe in the realization of being I believe another word for peace is chaos I believe chaos is another word struggle I believe we have yet to find the four corners … More Freedom comes from loving what is
… feel the temptation to seduce and to be seduced feel that tingle of slowness surrounding your skin inhale the moment allow it to inhabit your beat allow it to seduce your mind into believing you are free … feel your skin and the moisture between your fingers feel the slowness of time kissing your … More Freedom
You are, my love my love Little do you know it but you are, my love my love Little do I know it but I am, my love your love for there is a power within us a power without us a power omniscient for there is a time of darkness a time of lightness … More A Power Omniscient
My book, After the Rain, is now available at Barnes & Noble, Lulu and Amazon for the price of £7.50. The book contains over 100 poems of Love, Nature, Humanity, Romance and Passion. Thank you for your continued support.
Candle flame flickers a dance to kiss the wax and so bring sunshine within its cold and there with the heat the wax simply acquiesces and melts forming patterns of flickered kisses creating reflections, shadows and the breathings of time and there with the heat they coalesce into existence to create silent flames of desire/passion/tenderness … More Sunshine
The last book found amongst the littered remains of a struggled past a survivor unread unopened an ancient virgin devouring eyes pore over loving fingers caress pages flutter with each delicious touch words drip with each bacchanal read Overcome with saviour’s emotion the last book found crumbles … crumbles … … crumbles no more books … More Ancient Virgin