Lost life

In the depths of shadows, lost and forlorn, 
A life once cherished, now torn and worn. 
A soul adrift on an endless sea, 
In search of…

Poetry

This Morning in the Garden

A tiny poem from a dry July

I cannot bow down

And I won’t keep Quiet.

Uh Oh, Con Man In The Condo

You always have to keep your head up and eyes open in South Florida

Grandmother Crow

A poem of hearkening