of rain and words and wanderings
It is pitchblack and you can see the constellations The four-lane highway is empty and forgotten The air is chilly and cool The crickets are deafening You never see another soul Deer pass you The entire walk you can untangle the knotted threads in your mind At the top the valley is filled with twinkling… Continue reading 8.31.19 | pros to hiking at 4 a.m.
Sometimes inspiration rises from the everyday happenings that feel so forlorn and bland. Everyone has a unique experience and while they might overlook common formalities: another dinner, another drive, another drag of school. They can all be captured. The art of the poet is to see the beauty in the commonplace; to encompass and package… Continue reading Ode To The Family’s 2003 Chrysler Town & Country Minivan
the rain-drenched writer. 