If blues could've been whitewashed with words.. I would've turned over extra breaths on years to wipe clean the furrows that sit near my eyes Uncrated the ocean that sits storming in my throat & salvaged vigor from calm piers Yet....I suffer & let silence write my depths Bio: Doctor by profession. I'm a Crochet Artist, Art Tutor Writer of Children's Stories, Philanthropist. Poet. Published. Passionately reads & writes poetry. Art Lover. Bird lover. Dreamer and blogger.Published on 'Tide Rises Tide Falls' & on Medium with A Cornered Gurl @ACG @Scittura Fevers of the Mind Poetry on WordPress Silver Birch Press The Organic Poets A frequent VSS prompt writer on twitter My poems run on theme of love, reflection and philosophy of life.