-
Poem – Possibilities
The empty field and the distant infinite horizon lay claim to nothing except possibilities. At my feet the path is open and waiting for the first step.
-
Poem – This Road
With no end in sight I keep playing the game.
-
Poem – Untitled #2
(1) When evening light scatters across the horizon hidden behind the treeline moving to the wind and free of clouds, the orange disk fills my eyes with a field neither land nor sea but made of light and our feet walk gently upon this, though I do not see you my hand holds something and…
-
A Gift
Today is my girlfriends (have everything but the ring) son’s birthday. He is 25 and in the military, dedicated to this great country. I made the decision many years ago to not have children of my own, and was fine being with someone who already did. When I met Patricia, and over the ensuing years,…