Definitely My Last Black Elk Post…for a while anyway
I snapped the above photo at the central library, knowing there was a post somewhere in it yearning for the …
I snapped the above photo at the central library, knowing there was a post somewhere in it yearning for the …
It is Sunday and I have a few hours to spare. I am dropped downtown with my camera in hand …
I’m not finished with this idea of the GraceHoper yet, not by a long shot. If you didn’t catch my …
Alternate title: The Ant And The GraceHoper Wannabee The busy weekend is over and presently I am driving the backroads …
The poetry open mic was pretty much what I anticipated. A lot of lost hazy longing with a sprinkling of …
Sunday morning. On the way to groceries I pull into a Starbucks to while away an hour or so. The …
Allow me to stitch together a few of Xenon’s words. Some I jotted down on the fly and on the …
Long weekend. Time out from the City. Camping. Forested mountains, rocky snow-flecked peaks. Hiking paths leading to a rushing crystal …
Poetic interlude. A pause for the cause after the exertion of yesterday’s post. A brief surge of male potency, and …
I’m danged if I haven’t left a crucial typo up on the blog for upwards of a month! Boy, that …