San Antonio Texas
My poetry is like the wind, it changes directions constantly. I have learned so very much over the past several years which has broadened my …
Norway
My humble contributions of poetry, thoughts, feelings, words and letters, soul stuff and mind puffs, mental excursions from the daily handcuffs. ... "Our glory lies …
Between Midnight and 3am
Sea salt and tentacle love letters scatter into my aromatic wind like snowfall in the Arctic. Prevalent. Soft, sweet layers of flowery smoke linger in …