Poem – Mountain of God
I have passed this way before. I have seen these desert grains pass through worn and bleeding fingers....
Poem – A Plea
In the sea my reflection is carried away by smoke and mist. I stood there with what was...
Thoughts on the Empty Field
I have written a bit about the concept of an empty field and what this means spiritually, mentally,...
Poem – Time
measured paces of swift moving feet across ocean sands. years pacing back and forth what am I waiting...