Sitting here listening to the fine sounds

Of Trower's blues, my mind astounds

For I'm actually creating under pressure

Which is self-imposed by all good measure



And stress of this kind borders on exhilaration

For doing it, and getting so close to finalization

Sends shivers up my spine and tremors all over

For I'm almost there and know it'll soon be covers



Around which I can bind it all for market structure

A greater bridge to cross, than just writing mixture

But it will be done, for love of it all, and dedication

Now comes to the fore as I get ready to sell creations



- Tristram



Christopher W. Thomas

3:45pm Sat. Jan. 31, 1998