When do you most love coming home?
Going Home Everyone agrees With a sort of empty sandpaper sadness That an adult Just cannot go home again Everything there has changed And so have you Everything looks the same Seems the... More »
Going Home Everyone agrees With a sort of empty sandpaper sadness That an adult Just cannot go home again Everything there has changed And so have you Everything looks the same Seems the... More »
Dear Readers! Below is Part III of “QUESTIONS.” I haven’t counted, but my bet is that it has gone from being a short story to a Novella. Somehow that happens to me fairly frequently. It... More »
With Love for the Angel Who I Have Always called my "Little One." My Daughter April Laurel will be married Saturday, April 28th WHERE ARE YOU GOING MY LITTLE ONE? LITTLE ONE . .... More »
I have just spent a week “coming home” to Southern Utah. A long time ago, I was almost born at Cedar Breaks National Monument. My Mom and Daddy turned the car around just in time... More »
RAVEN DANCE ~ For Heather and Darryl ~ They dance the wind in circles They enfold you in their turning They weave you with their wheeling wings Where light and sky are burning Their throats... More »
Well! I've been painting all day and I missed the desginated day by twelve minutes! It doesn't matter - this is something far too important to be remembered on only one day. Today, as yesterday,... More »
Dear Friends ~ I want to wish you all a beautiful Holiday Season. I LIKE the words “The Holidays” and what lies behind them. Much of the world will be celebrating this month ~ I... More »
Am I the dream or the dreamer, the scheme, the schema or the schemer? Did I write myself into this tale, with fingers of spiritual braille? A hundred selves - each one is me; which... More »
I’ve passed the 35,000 mark where the NaNoWriMo people tell you that things will start clicking. I haven’t heard any clicking except for my fingernails on the keys. I have however come to a place... More »