
Along the water
Feeling the grace of motion
Rippling light waves
poetry, prose, and photography

Along the water
Feeling the grace of motion
Rippling light waves


darkness
street lights glimmer
memories whisper

The sky to the west
The rain, yet again, has passed
Crows follow a hawk

within this metal
this writer’s soul delighted
festive tinsel’s song

clouds dancing eastwards
souls uncovering new dreams
wind chimes whispering


the evening moving
sunlight crawling down the clouds
a long solstice night