Clifford Lloyd-baker

Blue Eyes, Pie Skies Clifford Lloyd-baker

Hear a hundred wise whispering echoes, Calling you to the eternal rocking and rolling of an ocean shore, Lapping across ancient sands, Go with an easy hand every full moon, Go get your Karma feast, Fates treat turn about, The reach of that beat ride, Do you reason why, Or need a map in the sky, Or a tether to tie, To reach your share of Eden's fruit pie? Pie Divider 4-4-16 Take a trip through Clifford Lloyd-Bakers thoughts, feelings and memories. Join him on a brave, dark, deep and sometimes humorous journey, as he battles alcohol and tries to make sense of love and life.