Bath Abbey revisited...

Such a beautiful poem.  It feels good .

this is an old poem, which I wrote
when the woman who later became
my wife came away with me for the
very first time - hence everything
seemed steeped in magic..:)

Paul....poignantly lovely...touches deeply....
closing my eyes, i can hear the flute's haunting, sweet melody......heals a hurting heart....soothes the soul...

Sioch`ain leat, mo Chara

it was a special moment,
it was the high note in a
quiet dream that came
true..:)

You given another place to add to my bucket list ... After all it's dedicated to St. Peter

Great piece.  Bravo!

Bath is a great place, it's not big,
but it's beautifully proportioned..:)

simply beautiful :-) - I'd like more :-)

it's unusual, certainly -
I normally sit on my serious side,
for fear of talking out of my arse...

iyam
that
lonesome
flute

poetry in motion...