'Seasons of the Soul' is a collection of poetry based on human emotion, particularly love. With a depth of maturity and understanding, Chris Foster's poetry has moved people to tears and great joy. An architect of words, he is able to see inside the souls of others and portray raw emotions with clarity.
Awarded an international accolade for his early work, Chris has devoted the his life from the age of thirteen to finely honing his craft and skill as a poet.
His words will move the human spirit and inspire others.
Chris Foster's second poetry collection is an immersing journey through the transition years from childhood into the wilderness of adulthood. Written with his quirky humour, he poetically documents the epic tales of growing up, including the heartbreak of losing a friend, becoming a nervous mess in debating, wanting to ask a girl out but not having a clue how, romance, travels and many more events. The friends who were an inspiration for such stories shall remain nameless to protect what little dignity they have left.
A relationship can be as fiery passionate as the tango, or as delicate as a porcelain teacup. Some are sensual and intimate (or so I’ve been told), others are cold and distant (confirmed through vigorous and repeated research). Quite often a relationship goes through many stages, morphing like a butterfly. That’s before you even say hello.
Our relationships aren’t just with people. Our pets, our world, our clothes, that pesky floor mat that deliberately tries to trip you each time you walk by, they are all relationships that affect our daily living. Relationships rich in stories…and stubbed toes.
In this collection of poetry, you will find brutally honest survival stories, humorous retellings, mythical creatures, coasts, depressed liars, happily homeless writers, old swindlers, free donuts, some dark storm clouds and plenty of sunny days. There is loss, grief and the revival that comes with learning how to live again after all manner of divorce. Styles vary, but mostly this collection is free verse with the occasional rhyme.
Which leaves only one question for you, dearest reader;
Shall we tango?