Memories

love’s memories rattle in my attic

filling today with yesterdayâ€™s static

Life | Poetry | Writing

Believe in a sacred place, in a love and grace. Where hope collides, in raspberry colored skies. ~Mark…

“From the mind of a nine-and-one-half year-old the world is infinitely large and everything is possible… She sees…

Beautiful and thought provoking post from Christy B. about why we sometimes share the motivation or inspiration behind…

In halls of forgotten magic, live the many small moments of endless mystery. For a light spoken from…

â€œHold on!â€ she screamed. The rain continued to come down hard causing her hair to hand over her…

A short excerpt from my upcoming memoir ‘Cowboys Are Not Supposed To Cry‘ to be published by Christian…

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