Poetry & Other Short Works
Today, It Was
Time. It is an artifice. It is not measurable by the ticks of a clock, nor the stopwatch. Time is the trajectory of our lives.
Today, It Was
Time. It is an artifice. It is not measurable by the ticks of a clock, nor the stopwatch. Time is the trajectory of our lives.
‘BLOOD IN THE SKY’ – A LENTEN REFLECTION
It didn’t begin with an official Catholic proclamation of ashes, reminding us of our mortality and impending return to that physical essence. Indeed, Ash Wednesday is neither a holy day...
‘BLOOD IN THE SKY’ – A LENTEN REFLECTION
It didn’t begin with an official Catholic proclamation of ashes, reminding us of our mortality and impending return to that physical essence. Indeed, Ash Wednesday is neither a holy day...
CARIBBEAN JIVE
On this last day of January, as winter tightens it's frigid grip on much of our country, just wanted to offer you something to transport you to another place. I...
CARIBBEAN JIVE
On this last day of January, as winter tightens it's frigid grip on much of our country, just wanted to offer you something to transport you to another place. I...
LOVE IS MORE
Think you know what love is…? The New College Edition of the American Heritage Dictionary of the English Language – circa 1978 (resting on my lap as I write this) – defines ‘love,’...
LOVE IS MORE
Think you know what love is…? The New College Edition of the American Heritage Dictionary of the English Language – circa 1978 (resting on my lap as I write this) – defines ‘love,’...
RIVER OF SOULS
She'd left it all behind – The Tribe, the tragedy, and her vicious memories of the Loxahatchee River.Thirty years later, a subpoena to testify in a Florida court case brings...
RIVER OF SOULS
She'd left it all behind – The Tribe, the tragedy, and her vicious memories of the Loxahatchee River.Thirty years later, a subpoena to testify in a Florida court case brings...
