“The ocean makes its thrum…”… “Ashore,” my poem
high tide at Beachmere Inn
“…the great brutes…” “Revelation,” my poem
another creature shambled near…
“…do not interrupt the music.” Book of Sirach 32:3
music soothes…
her cherub chatter…“and more…” my poem
The elfin miss delights in play…
Scaramouche…boy gets girl…book review
Rafael Sabatini at his romantic best
it’s the not knowing…Anne Lamott quote
it’s okay to not know
“a wild portal…”…“Passage,” my poem
a new imagination…
The snow, its vagrant hues…“Purely,” my poem
so white, so grey…
the kid is talking, listen up!…“Words,” my poem
he’s in full voice
“…be ready for every good work.”
real good advice