I get this intensely colourful image of a bright, burgundy balloon, which is inside George's mind. The ballon gradually fills to bursting point and then, BANG, the whole fusion of all of the thoughts, images, emotions and energy is spread across our computer screens to be blasted into our minds. The imagery is stunning for me. I know that writing poetry is a very personal exploration of one's own life experience, tied into a whole plethora of external stimuli, and perceived education. I like you work George. It's unambiguous and unequivocally a highly, personal viewpoint. Best regards. Byron
"Bipolar is a roller-coaster ride without a seat belt. One day you're flying with the fireworks; for the next month you're being scraped off the trolley" I said that.