Poet. Writer. Photographer.
If I had but one blank page to fill,what would my message be? What dance would my fingers performacross the finite-lettered keys? How could I paint in black-fonta picture of beauty and hope that would reach and pierce with lightthe souls who need it most? If I were confined to the cage of a page,how … Continue reading One Blank Page
Gray Plague Part choice, part determinationit seems to beto avoid the exterminationwhile still livingcaused by the lossof feelingwhen we fallinto that stateof complacency,the dangerous hibernationof our dreams,the steps we taketurning our backon the wayit could be,should be...It's not easyto keep the grayfrom takingour colors.We fade,part victim,part converter;we don't sellour souls,we give them now awayin exchangefor … Continue reading Gray Plague
silken single threadnature’s web of life weavingthe dawns and seasons Peace still exists:it is in the stillness,in the first soft light ofdawn's shadow-displacement, when the heavens descendand dust creationwith a coat of goldequally in every nation, each new day, a giftuntainted,like fresh snow'spure, printless blanket. Peace is imperviousto extinction;its persistent existence benignantin perpetuum flourishing. Peace … Continue reading The Thread
Another seasonushers inwinds of changefrom the heavens; purpose aplenty,all four bringsomething specialmeant for each. Still yourselfoutdoors to discoverthe whispers of hopeand messages for you. Open your heartto receive the blessingshidden in nature,and offer thanksgiving. Mother Natureand Father Timework together,know your desires. Turn not a blind eyenor deaf ear,doubt not everthat your miracleis near... It is … Continue reading Upon the Wind
Just another Monday morning getting out of the car at work, just another opportunity to fine-tune my attitude at the week's start, to remember how every sparkle in the eyes of my masked face can make a world of a difference when it graces someone's day. The lights above the stadium's remind me of the … Continue reading Just Another Monday Morning
Celestial sky parts as morning descends upon the bay with the gentlest kiss. Tranquility trickles in the ripples and stuns me to stillness. Just me and the Creator sharing a moment together, the beauty so powerful, perhaps a reminder that I can carry this with, and when the day becomes hectic, I … Continue reading The Rippling Within
Happy Sunday! It’s a good morning. Because I have the amazing blessing of deciding how I fill my day. What a gift. What freedom. What power. What will I select from the generous menu to construct this day? First, I choose mental and emotional peace. What brings me balance? Writing. Nature. God. Companionship. I have … Continue reading Building a Good Day
Many specific, powerful moments have I captured at the beach, with and without a lens, that live in me so vividly, there to be called upon on a whim whenever I need them. Two of these are my images “Pigeon on the Pier” and “Sunflowers in the Sand,” their lessons, how they resonated with me, … Continue reading Sea Feathers and Leaves
Waterdrops drip from the gray, but they do not dilute my colors; boldly, they remain. My dreams are not made of sidewalk chalk in danger of the rain; they cannot be washed away. They are more like the wildflower, beautiful bloom with roots that the earth selflessly lends a hand to, so the … Continue reading Rainy-Day Dreams
My whole family playfully makes fun of me for my cloud obsession. But what they don't know is that clouds are one of my therapies. Nature, in general. I find it nearly impossible to retain negative thoughts and feelings while being in nature. Maybe it's just my personal distractibility level. Maybe it's my higher power … Continue reading Whisked Away
