
My Poetry and Prose Blogology












Clouds Cloak Fervent Suns
“clouds cloak fervent suns
helping us grow and stand firm
in soft rains of hope”


If I Could Unearth
“If I could unearth
lost paths in soft—forlorn hearts
I’d draw gracious maps”



Rivers Don’t Flow Straight
“rivers don’t flow straight
shaped by curls of daunting earth
challenges spread life”


