If Jackson Pollock was a photographer, #6
I imagine one hos photographs might look like this:
Poem – A Season in Hell
A season in hell has passed as I rose through the fractures in the liquid earth and woke...
Poem – Pure Spirits
A chance to put on-hold obligations and deadlines and dive into nature with the purest of spirits.
Poem – Hope
As the sun sets on another day and the weight of each person’s burden, responsibilities, and hopelessness reach...
Poem – See, Turn, and Return
(1) What defines the human spirit when we are pushed to our limits? What ghosts are we chasing...
Wildlife – Pileated Woodpecker
This pileated woodpecker made a visit on our last day in Lutsen. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pileated_woodpecker
Poem – Boundaries
In these chaotic times dancing on the edge of belief and moral code, what I see and you...
Trust and Respect
All animals have the capacity for trust if we respect them first.
Poem – Where From
Putting aside differences, opinions, and our views of the outside from the inside, whoever or whatever designed and...
Poem – Here and Now
(1) As the sun sinks into the grey water we watch one year become another from atop the...
Poem – Time
I have been down that path beneath that same sky before but still, each time it is new,...