Perched on a craggy outcrop, staring out to sea, the priest opened his mind and his heart to God. In such wild and lonely places, he felt closest to his Maker and His divine word. He was not a young man, and knew his role as a travelling preacher, bringin...
Grand summer Saturday Driving to a friends house Slowing for traffic ahead Cars lining both sides of the street Sign in a yard Estate Sale Today Inner voice says stop and look too Peoples things not needed anymore Furniture, house goods, books and in a co...
Staring at a photo of brambles I see.Dusky mist filtering around each tree. Foggy haze, spooky shadows, tangled limbs.Reminds me of fairytales heard, by Grimm. To my mind, The Old Woman in the Wood.Or 7 Dwarfs working for the common good. Princes and Prin...
Writing for me, a new beginning. Allowed to express myself fresh. Full of thoughts, yarns spinning. I am a man, of simple pleasures. Heirlooms, not many to leave. Maybe words, my only treasures. Things stored, long locked away. Keys unlock, bringing to th...
