GURU 2 – THE DRUMMER:
Did we find him through an add in the Cardiff paper?,
I don’t remember, but one night Ross & I knocked on the
door of a remote stone cottage hidden away off the ffawyddog
on the hill above Crickhowell. Squeezing past a dismembered
VW van we’d slipped untouched by the smell of the outside
privy, seasonally concealed in the chill of winter to be
greeted by a kindly smiling hairy fellow,
“‘ello Men, Cuppa Tea?”
And so it was two city boys found themselves clutching
mugs of geological stains, huddled round an open fire
as the drummer skinned up & assessed us through far away eyes.
(K)
Karl Hyde 
You could certainly see your skills within the work you write.
The arena hopes for even more passionate writers like you
who are not afraid to mention how they believe.
At all times follow your heart. “Until you walk a mile in another mans moccasins you cant imagine the smell.” by Robert
Byrne.