If Jackson Pollock was a photographer, #2
I imagine one of his photos would look like this:
Poem – To the Outside
To the outside we are primitive specks of dust lost on some distant chunk of molten rock destined...
Poem – Machines That Move Earth
(1) Putting aside hollywood notions of machine versus man – September morning is hidden in fog, coated with...
Poem – 13 Years – 9/11
13 Years (1) An arctic sunrise opens this day – cold, calm, and reflective. The sky burns today...
Poem – Memories
On the cusp between two worlds the fine edge we walk through each day. One world filled with...
Poem – Where I Stood
(1) Where I stood on that last day I saw you walking across the bridge. I believe you...
Poem – Fragments of the person
(1) Washed with silent words spoken by creatures of the day and night I let go and slept...
Poem – Storms
The godless faces of clouds move storms forward with voiceless commands. Building from the horizon they float in...
Essay – Judgment
Why do we continue to judge ourselves and our actions against a written word and faceless God when...
Summer issue of Stone Path Review now available
Volume 3, issue 11 of Stone Path Review is now available for your reading pleasure. This issue features...
Poem by Robinson Jeffers – The House-Dog’s Grave
A favorite poet of mine, Robinson’s poetry is about nature, hunan and non-human, how they interact, through successes...
From a Puppy
We brought Leroy home in early 2011, shortly after I returned from Alaska. I was apprehensive of bringing...
A Boy and His Dog
Childhood memories of running through the yard, of dirt being kicked up, of throwing a ball and a...
Movie – Oblivion
This is somewhat of a belated review of the movie “Oblivion” starring Tom Cruise, Morgan Freeman, Olga Kurylenko,...
Poem – I Touched the Sun
The other morning I touched the sun newly risen each ray spread into the valley creates the shadows...