Somewhere along the way, things turned from a sunny yellow to a cluster of facts for me. The smooth edges of childhood became a tear drop...

Secluded , through time zones, I sip from the nectar of your words as I sit quietly inside your world…. You are here but I am lost in ...

Night falls on the closing of 2012. I look around to observe a myriad of changes, but my heart is not silent as I see the windows that cont...

I oft times ponder the eye gate of an artist, his heart, and his subject. Does his painting project what he feels thru his own imbued emoti...

The Broken Window "May I come in, he said as he peered through the broken window at her. The wood that divided the panes resembled...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~THANKSGIVING~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Today, for a long time, I sat staring out the window.. Orange leaves, like passing s...

I reside amid the valley of stone washed dreams... They speak to me in shadowed syllables about our flight, which may never come to be......