This first poem was done for The Mag , but I didn't get it posted in time to link over there. Danseuse ajustant sa bretelle by Edga...

Well, I guess it's officially fall in Houston, though we probably won't see any fall color until December. I'm still w...

Special thanks to Carrie for sending me this link to a poetry site called The Mag . This week's prompt at The Mag “Wow, eve...

Anger is like getting lost in a swamp. Eventually, you're going to have to relieve yourself. And, while it might feel good coming out...

I've recently joined a wonderful writing group here in Houston, and one of the authors is hosting a writing challenge called Oct...

This is my latest project, hanging on the wall right above my computer monitor. Mary helped motivate me to finish it with her project ti...

Swishingphad The alluring Swishingphad wishes and swishes into Xeerynbad causing an 18 Szirj pile up with an over...

I finally wrote a poem to go with this pic, as suggested by my friends here . Silent I have been taken down like an ornament ...

It's been 4 years, a hurrican, and a drought since my last visit to the Big Thicket. Nature has been dealing some daunting blows...

city haze church reflections glass appiritions Our friends from Canada, Sue and Bernie, wanted to see downtown Houston whi...

While in Galveston with Sue and Bernie, we took the ferry over to Bolivar Peninsula from the island. Sue and I spent the entire rid...

My friend, Sue , and her husband, Bernie, came to visit us the last week of 2011. How exciting to meet for the first time someone that I...

My friends have produce a new CD, and asked me to do the cover art. I used Inception  for the front cover, and  Sprout for the back. The...

They've been continually working on rebuilding the beaches in Galveston since Ike. These were taken at the seawall where there ar...

 Inspired by Mary's post for this weeks topic over at IF.

The Appalachian Mountains in Tennessee as seen from my friends' house. I went to visit for a week of hiking and relaxation. It was ...

Haunted Tours I once saw the Aurora Borealis Tried to capture it, but it flitted away Now I search for my faithful camera Finding only incom...

Inception Embryo Bithiah's Assignment

...or the lack of both. This poem seems to demonstrate the lack. The > Language > Place Blog Carnival's theme this month is Indiv...

Still enjoying my new poetry book . Emily frequently wrote poetry about death. Relentless Grief Mother of Silence, father of Cold ...

my foot knows where to go though I’ve forgotten alighting each step with precision like a grasshopper descending the embankment ...

After reading many of Ashok's commentaries on Emily Dickinson's poetry , I've become very fond of her work. I bought this...