Recalling the adventurous hike my daughter and I did this past summer to High Rock Lookout just outside of Mt Rainier National Park, memories that no one can take away.
What is truth? Can you answer that question for yourself, or if asked by others? I so often…
down this rabbit hole I run lost in the muted colors of the sun haunted by a past…
Reworked stanza from the Edgar Allen Poe poem ‘El Dorado’ Mark Schutter ©2016 Transparency A moment of vulnerability…
In your final breath I hear the words, “I love you” Pass over your blue lips Alone into…
Happy Halloween! May you always be a light. That the darkness does not comprehend. ~Mark Schutter ©2015
The following poem was written after spending the entire day at the hospital watching ‘life’ occurring all around…
