Venturing out of Texas Crossing the east line Back along highways bordered by swamps I wander through southern, salty mists along rows of plantations harboring…
Venturing out of Texas Crossing the east line Back along highways bordered by swamps I wander through southern, salty mists along rows of plantations harboring…
Nothing is perfect but you come close In a free-spirit sparkle world Oh Gem of great desire Everything that touches you is sacred Adoration is…
The freezing fog does not come in on little cat feet rather it comes in on the razor’s edge of a hungry coyote’s tooth and…
I drive up to find you waiting on the steps your eyes smile at me my heart skates you stand and walk toward me I’ve…
Out in the pasture at night hiding among the mesquite branches stalking the soul of beasts touching your rope how many this time? Spurred by…
The stone path connects to places I travel in darkness and cold in humidity and light rain I walk the path I wonder if I…
According to the catchy song of the Zac Brown Band, simplicity and food is worth singing about. I couldn’t agree more. A little bit of…
Love is not furtive or flagrant Love is not ostentatious or demanding Love is…a steady hand cloudy eyes that see deep within your soul compassion…
The ashen forest sits silently waiting – full of dead, brittle trees, a place that life has abandoned… A coyote steals across and disappears into…
Fear….sometimes closes in, paralyzes, spurs paranoia. What if, what if…what if one can’t breathe, can’t take another step, can’t keep up, can’t learn, can’t get…