I add my smoke
to the fog.
A hundred poems come to me at once.
Still none touch the truth.

Yes, I am the collector.
I collect pipes and rings,

memories, poetry, pastimes
and things.

I collect them all for You
along the way.

You can follow me,
if you like,

by the sweet scent of Cavendish
hanging in the damp fog;

a bit of smoke still lingering
to draw us into Your next poem.

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ON TO BUSINESS

I have a request of you if you happen to stumble upon these words.
There are only gentle requests, no demands here, and meant to loving persuade you towards something generously.

1. If you like the music you hear and download a song, please make a small (say 50 cent) donation per download.

2. I am getting requests for some of these songs to be on others' podcast and podshows and I LOVE THAT!!!! Please also consider making a small offering to the coffer.

3. I am the songwriter of these songs and not the performer. Those are my friends, talented friends. If you want to know who they are please ask me.

4. Since I not the performer is costs some money to produce them. I do it out of love of the art, and you can also assist with that not only in making a small contribution, but also by putting my songs on your album.

5. Or, if you don't have an album to put them on then perhaps you know a great artist who might love to record some of them for their album...I am very, very, very opne to that!

Thanks for reading all this.

David