Sunshine on the hillside glinting houses white Bouganvillia near the dock glowing ever bright Cable cars into the sky an orderly procession Giving stunning views,though safety an obsession Tobogans flying down the hills, tourists terrify Flowers in the market, our senses electrify Maderia wine on offer, plucked from the vine So many types to try,… Continue reading Funchal
Converging Lives. Sounds, Silence and Imagery
Poetry, Memory and the uncanny- woven into words
Converging Lives. Sounds, Silence and Imagery 