Publisher's Synopsis
I began writing rhyme in 1998 just after attending the funeral services of the son, aged 23, of a colleague of mine. During that church service, I felt an urge to put some thoughts and feelings on paper: that was the genesis of this effort. Over the years as I felt the urge write, I did so. Failure to record one's emotions is to ensure that such moments, few, precious and honest, are lost forever. Emotions caught on paper may be nothing more than to expose one's inner feelings, Often when I wrote them only G-d and I knew what was intended. Now their true meaning in may cases may only be within the purview of the reader and G-d. The Opening Rhyme (in the this the first in a series of Three Books of rhyme), helps to explain why I write: POETRY Poetry, emotion captured in rhyme, By those so inclined who have the time, All experience it just the same, Call it by some other name. Why record it you may ask, Just another useless task, Or a means by which to share, With others, feelings laid bare. If minds it serves to open, expand, Emotion lets flow, that would be grand, A medium, though to may be slow, It may yet help people grow.
