
there once was a planet from hell
on which spock was marooned for a spell;
there a beast, on a whim,
taught the mind-meld to him–
thus he learned of the nerve-pinch as well
–photo/art/? by me

there once was a planet from hell
on which spock was marooned for a spell;
there a beast, on a whim,
taught the mind-meld to him–
thus he learned of the nerve-pinch as well
–photo/art/? by me

old age is much like
driving down to the big lake
with rusty brake lines
–photo by me

love is like the sea,
endlessly lapping at
our rocky shores;
in time, it fashions
our sandy beaches
and yet remains
unchanged
–photo by me

the simplest patterns
observed in nature betray
her deepest secrets–
from the formation of stars
to the rise of life itself
–photo by me

there’s a rare condition
in the land of snow and ice:
the friendly disposition
known as minnesota nice
it quickens when it’s colder,
and wherever you may go,
it’ll settle on your shoulders
like the softly falling snow,
and all it takes, in fact,
is to visit once or twice,
and you’re likely to contract
a case of minnesota nice
–photo of my daughter, chelsea

it took men a long time
to come to understand
that the raw materials
necessary for life were
forged in the center
of a giant supernova–
yet sunflowers seem to
have known it all along
–photo by me

perhaps our souls are
not somewhere deep in our chests,
but in our faces–
why else do people end up
with the face that they deserve?

–photos by me

the wolf moon
slowly rises–
a white bubble
in the black
molasses sky
of january
–photo by me

a new day
arrives to banish
the demons
of the night–
how quickly they all vanish
in the morning light!
–photo by me

an old log cabin
nestled in the snowy woods–
certain peace of mind
–photo by me