I will carry my “Monday Morning Mojo” with me throughout the day. Poem #1 for #OctPoWriMo Floating on the morning’s silent calm, in the gentle moments before dawn. A stillness…
Horse graffiti       Repesenting A freedom rarely found In a concrete jungle Untamed equine lines Breaking chains A wildness…
Clinging to hope we look for rest, stranded here in the in-between. What was is gone and what…
#JustBelieve #HopeLives #LoveChangesPeople The rain has definitely arrived here in the Pacific Northwest and just in time some…
There are days my friend when it is all you can do to stand, but stand you must…
