Fear births rage
So easily exploited
Instead, speak of hope
Countering rage with rage isn’t creatuve, isn’t beautiful. We only become more divided, leaving more scorched earth, more broken. We must remember community has value, too.
poetry, prose, and photography
I move with the wind
Upon these steel wheels
Over asphalt night
I was able to ride this evening. Something I delight to do, though time has been challenging of late. The feeling of drifting over the road has long brought me tranquility and peace. A critical peace of my sanity while, as a young teen, I watched my mother consumed with cancer. Motion soothed my tortured soul.

So many demands
Assets pulled so many ways
Success needs focus
I’m exploring my options regarding blogging. I love this, but also feel compelled to focus. Come read more of my thoughts over on this post.
This new day begins
Filled with opportunity
As the daylight grows

As summer begins
Plenty of sunshine and warmth
A flower’s voice heard