i, stone of beliefs   i, close-fisted, held it sure as sun rising everyday in my small tropical home then tides came- there are 4 se...

On the road to San Diego, US @Grace black raven swoops silently against the canvas of dry mountain hills- roads shimmer, simmer in ...

“I am cold, even though the heat of early summer is adequate. I am cold because I cannot find my heart.” ~Sebastian Barry from his novel A...

frail hands, frailer words  skin, canvas of bruises red-brown, slow to heal from falls old age, an inevitable arrival time, rushing m...