this never grows dull
though it’s always the same trick—
Drop your guard. Listen.
Blend sleepy mind paper pen.
Cook fast. Savor each small gift.
this never grows dull
though it’s always the same trick—
Drop your guard. Listen.
Blend sleepy mind paper pen.
Cook fast. Savor each small gift.
custom poems on vintage typewriters
One Poet's Writing Practice
Photographer of Life in North TX & points beyond
Prompting new poems for Red Wolf Journal
A Poetry Practice
Living in the moment
where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry
