My Poetry and Prose Blogology
The Last Stand
“there comes a time in our life expeditions
when we must stand up for sheer goodness…”
A Path of Meekness
“humble—reverent spirits who suffer
for possessing soft and generous hearts
walk simple paths of mercy and grace…”
What’s in a Name?
"dark waters haunt me—
with my Scottish name—Douglas
meaning dark river..."
Billions and Billions
"how many of your beloved stars do you know—
who stare through the cold molasses of night..."
WEBB NGC-604 photo courtesy of NASA and STScI
Angels in Her Garden
“beneath leaves of shade
countless ancestors water
a blooming garden…”
The Nth River
“the final flows of our weary sky-blue rivers
turbid from stretches of exasperated erosion
stirred up in colors of boundless branches
will gracefully empty into an endless ocean”