
it seems like
i’m in a snow globe,
on a shelf
by mistake,
and i can’t find my way out–
so please do not shake!

it seems like
i’m in a snow globe,
on a shelf
by mistake,
and i can’t find my way out–
so please do not shake!




photos by me

in winter, there are
no wasps left in the nest to
shovel off the roof
only the queen lives, and you
can’t expect her to do it
–photo by me

a path thru life seems
to cover much ground in size,
yet it’s not all that long–
as the crow flies
–photo by me




–photos by me

he floats thru the air
with the greatest of ease,
that daring young man
on his motorized skis.
he aims for the stars,
and i bet some day soon
that daring young man
will jump over the moon.

–photos by me

at the ski resort,
i show the young grandkids where
snow really comes from
–photo by me

as i’m growing older,
the winters feel colder,
but nothing’s more tranquil
than a walk down to the lake–
though colors fade away
on this bleak december day,
i’m feeling very thankful
with every step i take
photo by me

i look up and see
old apples still on the tree–
they’re a lot like me
soft, over-ripe, and snow-crowned,
we just keep hanging around
–photo by me

when you see that religion’s a fraud
and that most of it’s tenets are flawed,
do not be too frightened
to become enlightened–
you don’t need a church to find god.
–photo by me