Puddles on the road are such a distraction along my daily walk. Isn't this one wild? And here's a poem that may suggest some questions:
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Puddles on the road are such a distraction along my daily walk. Isn't this one wild? And here's a poem that may suggest some questions:
A snowy picture from the Wasatch Range, from our trip in October. And a special seasonal poem:
I had never seen snow geese until a couple of years ago. They fascinate me as Canada geese never have. Here's a photo ^ and the poem resulting from a recent sighting.
This poem is what happens when I watch Netflix' "Life on our Planet," narrated by Morgan Freeman, and then drive through thick fog on the last dark day of November, and then process, as I usually do, by writing a poem.
We've had a couple of very windy days, so I had a couple of very windy walks down Lake Street. Then came December. Here's the poem I wrote after reading James Crews' "Light and Dark."
Underway, indeed. This photo was taken on a recent morning as the moon became full.
Here's a poem I've worked on for a month or so.
Yes, it has been a long time, hasn't it? Here's a very new one. I listened to a song by Jackson C. Frank called October, from 1994, and his song inspired me. You can listen to the resulting poem:
The anemones are still going strong; here's another photo of one of my favorite flowers. And, another Jesus poem for your listening enjoyment.
Here is a photo I took from the Airbus window last week. Listen to my prose poem here:
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1qvmnZd0NtHzpcAc2bFq0Nw2D1NfJZ6f0/view?usp=drive_link
I don't have a picture of the blue moon, but here is a picture of Ithaca Falls, and I have this poem:
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1HJWSgICJTWLEbc_QwTyG-uyzf16vh9db/view?usp=drive_link
I've added another to my collection of prose poems in which Jesus is a main character, often having coffee with the narrator. Here you can listen to the latest:
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1JEckd2YcnUI1eRdHa46k5HFQ6pcqOVSj/view?usp=drive_link