



–photos by me




–photos by me

–photo by me

not far
from its source,
the burgeoning force
of the great mississippi
is born,
yet here
there’s no mud,
no pollution, no flood–
just an endless display of
earth porn.
–photo by me

now winter arrives
in a flurry and promptly
erases the fall
–photo by son aaron




–photos by me

–Photo by me

Whenever I run into an old log cabin on my misadventures, it reminds me of a quote by Gene Logsdon:
“A log cabin symbolized
The embrace between
Civilization & nature,
Humans literally wrapping
The trees around them
As they might draw on
A coat and hat.”
I’m also reminded of the log cabin my friends and I built back in the high school days, mostly for a place to drink. It turned out to be a stunning structure, with over one hundred logs, cedar bunk beds, a cellar, and even an ornate church door with a round, porthole window. (That’s me with the machete–boys will be boys!)

–First photo by me

veterans day
has slipped away
like men and wars
they fought in,
but i’ll display
my flag each day
so they won’t be
forgotten,
and though it’s worn,
begrimed and torn,
its wounds do not
disgrace it–
yet on that day
war goes away,
i’ll happily
replace it.
–photo by me




–photos by me

things that
get left out
may develop
damaged
souls
–photo by me