The poetry of Amanda Joy.
Vivid!And, coincidentally, my Dad had an ulcerated leg that never healed, so I know just what you mean about those dressings.But I don't want to over-emphasise that at the expense of more beautiful images! Love the boat and the tree.
Your little glass pen must be made of quartz or diamond, judging by the fine etchings they leave on the cave wall of my mind.always love and appreciation to you,A n t h o n y
Amanda Fascinating writing here - BTW do you make the images?Richard
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