Category Archives: Travel

Monument Valley

Musings from a recent trip with my son Jude. An evocative place, in so many ways. Enjoy.  Monument Valley Heading south on 191 Cars slip away like magic As we head closer to the reservation As if a 40 percent … Continue reading

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The First Step

New prose poem for everyone…. The First Step Sometimes the first step is the hardest… …even when the incline is not so steep, and the switchbacks cross your path, like the mark of zorro burned onto your ankle at a … Continue reading

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Hats

This is a fiction but I did take a lot of pictures of hats.  Enjoy…. HATS White steam rose from beyond the side of the road, curling and lifting in perfect contrast to the heavy gray clouds and threatening sky. … Continue reading

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The Meadows

The Meadows As we left the lodge pine forest and Walked through meadows dotted with Yellow wild flowers and patches of blue We came across a field of ravens Nodding their small black heads to and fro Dancing and hopping … Continue reading

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All the Way North

It’s been too long since the last post. Lots of musings and thoughts to report, but right now, am trying to finish up a bunch of poems I wrote in June while my son Jude and I were in Yellowstone … Continue reading

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Maps

Here’s an appropriate poem, for Spring Break, as my son Jude and I will undoubtedly be looking at….Here’s an appropriate poem, for Spring Break, as my son Jude and I will undoubtedly be looking at…. Maps Carrying maps we move … Continue reading

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Bonie

Bonie I miss Scotland and my friends who took me around by bus and by foot, through gardens and gargoyles past castles and river walks when the rain stopped and the yellow flowers bloomed golden across empty glens deep in … Continue reading

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