

dusty rain falls onto blazing fires heavy smoke bleeds over the dusk muted moonlight streams cast dark shadows…
Sharing Space – for the Poetic Diversity Project Another poem in response to Shawn L. Bird’s Poetic Diversity…
Sometimes the words fade… ~Mark Wayne, chapter 17, Page 149 This chapter was not only one of, but…
The doors closed tightly behind him and he was left alone in this box to a yet unknown…
Day 3 of August 2014 and a simple yet elegant sunset tonight in the Pacific Northwest! Love this…
These words ring so true for me lately. Adrift in a sea of wandering and wondering what is…