My Private Little Mountain Bike Heaven
Do you have place to get away? To be alone? Â
To find yourself by losing yourself?
Lonely walks May lead nowhere Yet they help us know Where we are Photo by @charis_emily259 (Instagram) #JustBelieve…
floating in a sea of uncertainty among islands of pain and misery so I continue to paddle as…
Chapter 9, Wearing Masks – “Who Are We Really?” is the beginning chapter of Part 2: Embracing the…
This Friday night light One last breath shines bright Before the gentle fade into night ~Mark Schutter…
And how could we endure to live and let time simply pass if we were always crying and…
Another poem in response to Shawn L. Bird’s Poetic Diversity Project prompt for her Masters class. For March…
