Windblown - writer in progress

Poetry Sings  

A dear friend, George Henriksen, has observed the world and written poetry for almost fifty years.  Going through his work the other day looking for a poem I had once set to music, I reread one poem about an experience he had chronicled while watching water in the sound on a shifting day.  The poem literally said, "Set me to music."  And so I obeyed.

  1. Drifting