Snapshot Poetry #7—Soft Dawn
I took this photo with my phone at about 5am, facing west, with the sun rising behind me. The sky had a soft, muted appearance, but the air was thick and humid, and thunder rumbled periodically. There was a heavy sense of foreboding, as if something ominous was about...
Snapshot Poetry #6—This Vast Country
This week’s snapshot poem: Not only this country, but the whole globe is smaller these days, and certainly looks it from way up there …
Snapshot Poetry #5—If I Could Turn Back Time
Snapshot Poem #4 is not really a poem, but some thoughts. Take a moment to ponder my beautiful words and imagery … Finished? Good. Now, for something completely different, here’s Cher’s ’80’s hit of the same name:...
Snapshot Poetry #4—Childhoods Cushioned With Green
A quick snapshot poem this week: It’s not often these days that I get to take my children to a park, or to the beach, or to anywhere with wide open spaces close to nature. Their days are so heavily scheduled:...