Midsummer night
As midsummer dusk crawls calmly over grass, through brush and thickets, with dew-retracted claws as careful as a sated stray-cat; suddenly aroused two blackbirds bicker over nest and egg, while […]
As midsummer dusk crawls calmly over grass, through brush and thickets, with dew-retracted claws as careful as a sated stray-cat; suddenly aroused two blackbirds bicker over nest and egg, while […]
The last of acorns from my stately oak now rests; a poem in my open palm and echoes stories that the summer spoke, it tells of rainbows, storms and evening […]
As nature gradually reclaims its soil, the silence from the murdered herds is screaming from the trees. The awe we felt from bravery and stubborn stance has been replaced by […]
mournful angels play muted trumpets solemnly melody of pain epitaph for dying woods fuming factory chimneys — February 20, 2013
hesitant flowers nature dance in verdant hues birdsong minuet shading greenery in nature’s blissful bosom birdsong symphony painted by the frost trees with orange falling leaves birds are going south […]
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Now we see through a glass, darkly
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Verba volant, scripta manent !
About fantastical places and other stuff