Showing posts from June, 2017

Lost at Sea

Lost at Sea The promise of land is but three hundred yards away, yet still a thousand miles off.   It is l…

For the Innocent and Obese

I took the first exit I saw. Mother Nature was calling my unsuspecting name in three languages. Two hours ago I …

Vox

There are days Where prayer Is the language   I speak To communicate to my family Above and b…

Clean in the Heart

I say blah to the old wisdom, “cleanliness is not next to godliness.” Whomever made up that maxim didn’…

protestation

protestation   how many times has rain has ruined my day I cannot feel gratitude for mother nature …

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