Good Friday Memories
Good Friday’s for me are full of memories that I would rather forget, and also an eternal hope…
November Dreams
Day passes into night, and then darkness becomes light. All is not as lost as it seems, for…
Transcendence on Wings – haiku / micropoetry
transcendence on wings into our darkness love sings rescuing lost things Mark Schutter ©2015
Rings
Rings, around the sun. A portend of things to come. Let go, the battle’s won. ~Mark Schutter ©2015
