Well Blind Poet is a bit of an interesting term.
Some find it dark, perhaps too dark for them. IN FACT there is a lot of laughter in the name. The most healthy kind, laughter @ myself.com.
The Blind bit comes from me knowing that you can eyes BUT that does not mean that you can always see. Eyes and vision don’t always go together.
The Poet bit comes from my love of words and their power for expression and the communication of ideas, and thoughts and what we use to describe what we see.
I am also some form of incurable idealist or romantic. My ex wife might not see that BUT I have come to see it in myself.
Romantic in the sense of dreaming, loving candles, having watery eyed moments watching TV or @ the movies. I think it comes from being pre-occuppied with the non essentials of life perhaps. Certainly the kind of stuff that don’t translate into monetary wealth. I am rich in other ways.
AND so we have this blog.
I would like to think there were other dreamers on the road who might join me OR what may happen is everyone in the world will have their own blogs, rapidly sharing themselves and none of us will go and comment or respond to the profuse outpourings.
I want to travel with other dreamers and poets.
Are you out there?

Yes, we are traveling together, dreamers and poets, and our honor it is, to help every soul know the same….
HEY MATE,
It was an honer playing with you last night. That is how powerful music is: It can bring people together in an instant even though they have thousands of miles between them. Thanks again
Jeff
Hi Graham,
Great to catch up with you and your brother John yesterday. Have just spent an hour on your web site and have come away refreshed, encourged and inspired.
Keep up the good work. From the heart the eyes see, keep opening that heart.
Cheers,
Colin.
Hey, I found your blog in a new directory of blogs. I dont know how your blog came up, must have been a typo, anyway cool blog, I bookmarked you.
I’m Out!