These past couple weeks I have been soul searching. That is, letting the light of Truth find all the little locked rooms in the dark parts ...

Friday River and I enjoyed the beauty of creation. From streams canopied in spring greens and impossible lushness to the top of the highe...

Tonight the moon is a feather  floating  over the Haitian sea. The chatter round the dinner table has long since ceased, only a conversati...

She says "I want you to write a poem about the world through a child’s eyes, and then how it changes so much as that same child gr...

***Warning*** This is the blog where I geek out about: But before I bore you, there is a particular phenomena occurring i n those giant reta...