escape me, leaving me with only fleeting images, from movies, TV, and magazines.

I love happy people, and struggling souls, and down-and-outs, and just about everyone!

I love beautiful people, and the rest too, because beauty isn’t about size or shape, it’s about what’s inside, and what you think and do.

But I don’t have someone special in my life. A lover, to love, and be loved by, passionately, sexually, sensually!

so instead I dream on, just loving life itself.

And yes, I go on loving those girls from bordellos too, just occasionally. 

Hey, I’m only human, and I need loving too. Or is that just sex & lust ?

I need loving,

I need love,

I love loving,

but don’t ask me what love is.

About the Poet

Peter Eric Williams was born on 1st of November, 1961, in Adelaide, South Australia, and grew up in places which include: Adelaide, Berri, Sydney, Oro Bay (Papua), Sydney (again), Canberra, Penang Island (Malaysia); before then returning with his family to Canberra, where he finished primary school, then High School and College, living in Lyneham. He then got a job with the Department of Defence, as a Trainee Draftsman, just before turning 20, where he continues to work to date (currently 1999), as a Technical Officer.

He has only recently taken up writing poetry. When he enrolled in a poetry workshop last year, with the ACT Writers’ Centre, he needed to bring a sample of his own poetry to the workshop, and he didn’t have any, so he wrote the poem which became "Nuts" (in a shortened form) in the evening before the workshop. It was warmly received in the workshop, and thus the germ of his poetry writing was planted and grew. He continues to share his poetry with fellow poets at the Closet Poets, who meet twice a month at the ACT Writers’ Centre, and also occassionally performs his work on radio 2XX.

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