
we are unaware
of our passing thru some doors–
until we look back
–photo by me

we are unaware
of our passing thru some doors–
until we look back
–photo by me

i love morning walks–
everything is art at
the right time and place
–photo by me

caution: objects in
mirrors may appear to be
better than they are
–photo by me

our once-proud eagle
is looking rather ragged–
with a torn right wing
–photo by me

most minnesotans
are suspiciously silent
on global warming

–photos by me

we’re all born into
the one and only true faith–
just ask anyone
–photo by me

if you watch your mate
like a hawk, you may see them
fly away some day
–photo by me

from dust we were made
and to dust we shall return–
stay soggy, my friends
-photo by me

i’m goodness itself
i forgot for a long time
now i remember
–photo by me

beyond the sunset,
children are being slaughtered–
i see no beauty
–photo by me