Between the moss and the sun’s misty rays a majestic explosion of enormous woody trees the vibrancy of life’s core secrets strewn with leaves made from…
Between the moss and the sun’s misty rays a majestic explosion of enormous woody trees the vibrancy of life’s core secrets strewn with leaves made from…
Sometimes you can hear the echoes of years when the wind whistles like a screech owl on those farm to market roads and highways that…
Last stop church pews sunlight streaming through stained glass windows wooden casket for a metal maker lost that tug-o-war Death pulled harder. Now he is…
Today’s quote is rather pithy, mainly because I like saying the word, “pithy”. At first, I was a little leery of quoting Mr. Carradine due…
Now the rain comes in heavy measure from a disgruntled rain god after long years of drought and desecration suffocating the cactus drowning the land…
In the picture they are sharing the world between the two of them she is holding it in her outstretched arms they stare at the…
Mixed media of desires flowing right brain strong blank canvas pour out dragon devouring prose brushing flames of memory shadowing depths of colored resistance sculpting…