I wake up at night
In the moonlight
Suddenly, a cloud passes over the moon
And all is dark, pitch dark
The black of ether feeds my fright
Come back moon, hurry moonlight
A whisp of wind moves the clouds
Light floods the room, and takes the gloom
Away from my heart,
Depart
Written when I was 11 years old
Who am I? I am different things to different people. I am a poet, a visual artist, a sculptor of found objects, and a writer. I am a bookkeeper, an office manager, an administrator and software support consultant, even a short-order cook and barista. I am a parent, a grandparent, a sibling, a cousin and a friend. I am a traveller, a technophile, a philosopher and a student of all things.