
sunbeams in woodsmoke
provide a soft, glowing light
for my morning walk
–photo by me

sunbeams in woodsmoke
provide a soft, glowing light
for my morning walk
–photo by me

A curious capture, if one can make heads or tails of it.
–Photo by me

we needn’t wonder
if there’s life beyond our earth–
the answer’s right here
if a lone island has life,
then so do the distant shores
–photo by me

i saw it in a dream:
a city made of gold
beside a mountain stream–
a wonder to behold!
but then there came a mist
that blurred its golden gleam,
yet i know it exists–
i saw it in a dream
–photo by me

I hit the hay
And douse the light
While Kitty plays
Her games all night
–Photo/art by me

Beware of my mare named Ol’ Gwen;
She’s mean and she’ll bite your rear end–
If her head starts to dip,
And she curls that lip,
You’d better start running, my friend
–Photo by me

my life, a movie montage
my hopes, perhaps a mirage
my dreams, a crazy collage
–collage by me

Today is a day
About giving thanks–
Up to the imaginary line
Running down the middle
Of the frozen river.
Beyond that line,
It’s aboot something else.
–Photo by me

it’s shipwreck season–
ghostly figures line the shores
of gitchi gami
–photo by me

thanksgiving
brings back memories
of living
on the farm
with bing crosby melodies
coming from the barn
–photo by me