Open Range
Open Range I found what seeking souls almost never find though quite by accident Travel as though we will and
Read moreOpen Range I found what seeking souls almost never find though quite by accident Travel as though we will and
Read moreWhispers among the balsams … Be aware that if you pry too much she may take her secrets and leave
Read moreDo not stand at my grave and weep ……….. I am not there I do not sleep ……. I am
Read moreAn evening cast among the stars … Evening sunshine softly glows among these lofty pine bows Snow covered ancient
Read moreYears to become stone … No touch of kindness upon this shoulder nor spoken wisdom to calm No tears to
Read moreGrief my oldest and dearest friend … My old friend returns, like a heavy arm draped across tired shoulders You
Read moreSolitary and healing song … Solitary as it seems there remain songs that caressed my very soul back to heal
Read more……..He raised the shotgun as he’d been told and handing it to his father spoke, ” Hey Dad , Mr. Strobridge said to say thank you …….. but before the words had filled the air a horrible blast lifted him backwards at the same time as his mind registered his Father tumbling backwards away from the horses…….
Read moreSimply thoughts of watching my golden sleep and dream.
Read moreOf men and wood smoke… It does not matter from where it originates or more to the point why yet
Read moreWinter’s grip … A lot is spoken of winter’s grip yet for me to understand when the icy grip lends
Read moreThe dogs of Saturday morning … Four thirty and the dogs are restless at the foot of the bed Sliding
Read moreColors in the window … Often we’re identified by our habits those of us who possess a wandering soul though
Read moreIdeological Darkness … So now movie critics will tell me how I should think kings and queens tell me my
Read moreRest easy old boy and worry not my love I will remember you forever the light in your eyes the
Read moreI Stand Alone … Against the strengths of eternal tides and against the winds of time against all the transgressions
Read moreConverse with nature’s soul … Nature will never ever fail you my son go there it awaits you and your
Read moreCurse this mind of discontent … I am often haunted by the questioning mind this
Read more… the warm bath of self infatuation … As you emerge from the warm bath of self infatuation your
Read moreDNA and family lore … From the fields of barley and potato famine came the stranger but who really was
Read moreThe killing fields … Now you ride long into the night seeking the man his skin the color of ivory
Read moreA chronicle of solitude … There are those of us who suffer the curse of solitude to extremes as others
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