Imagine a place so beautiful that you would travel hundreds of miles just to see it. Just to circle through the area in hopes of not missing a single beautiful angle. Just to let the scenes wash over you. A place to stop and have a long look, just to "drink it all in". First, let's start with a few simple pictures from my phone. These were taken in New Brunswick, Canada. Continue Reading...
The Old Farmer
The Old Farmer I write sometimes too much, other times not quite enoughGetting the time, or room in peace to work can be tough Before I wrote my most viewed piece, Destination HomesteadThere was a man who taught me to use an axe in the shed Before if was the right time to do my Generation JumpingThere was a man , well-read, his stories true, lacking nothing I remember a guy who could dribble, and Continue Reading...
Hand Held
Hand Held Honestly, I planned to be asleep by now. Before I went upstairs to turn in for the night, I looked back. I looked back on some poems I had written over the last year. These poems I've tried to neatly collect electronically within my blog. Some include pictures that I've tied to the words. Then I came across this one and everything stopped. The TV showing hockey highlights in the Continue Reading...