Sunrise blue and grey Mountaintops bathed in bright red Roadways of black stretch
Sunrise blue and grey Mountaintops bathed in bright red Roadways of black stretch
It has been 530 days since I began the footpath of sharing my personal shrine with the outside world. I have made 300 posts to include poetry, gardening, personal musings, and a bit of social commentary. My personal observations have…
old weathered tree trunk fattened with age and season shattered stone beneath
red, golden, orchid distant horizon glowing warmth infusing all
palo verde green lavender smoke filling air clear sky striking blue
Sun hidden from view. Air heavy with misty rain. Direction unknown.
History, in all its forms, gets a considerable amount of attention from humanity as a whole. While much of it lays a basis for the culture and society of today, questions arise on how valid or even how truthful it…
There are many types of love. There are many expressions of love. To pigeon hole yourself into what your parents had or what society believes you should have is possible but paints the world with grayer colors. That is unless…
Mountains cloaked in cloud Road stretched to the horizon Silence then thunder Dark…alone…running Sailing a jet-black river Timeless history Spring dust blocking sun Night shifts into muddy day Journey to the west