BLUE STONE POET

 Her office wall holds a print A bright red mushroom Standing alone in a forest We think of old stories Children's books And smile A sma...

I was writing a haiku last night, the word "classic" was the prompt. I ended up writing something about my dad‘s old light blue C...

Last night   Driving home from the nursing home  Where mom is   Small towns   Tidy cozy homes with one light on   One had beautiful Palladia...

Politicat  The cat arrives As I enjoy my coffee  Presents himself to me  He must have immediate attention  And accolades Simply for existing...

Birds splashing in a puddle  Three red leaves on a tree, otherwise fully green The train whistle in the distance  Walk  Breathe in  Breathe ...

Ask yourself, why so many people no longer believe "made in His own image." OK. Here’s how you teach us it goes. So, an all powerf...

You know what gets old?  Holding space for people who couldn't find the end of their own nose with a map and a mirror.  When you present...

Yesterday, I went for a ride, nowhere in particular.  It reminded me of being a kid, we used to go for a ride on the weekends frequently, be...

I have a 1942 Liberty Dime which is also sometimes referred to as a Mercury Dime as the image reminded people of the Roman god, Mercury.  So...

Did you know? When you have too many elephants under the rug, it becomes rather an all consuming task. It will take so much of your energy t...

 Going for a walk while its rush hour is more challenging than I expected.  I'll be careful, getting hit by a car isn't on my list o...

 In this world When things are dark  And evil pretends to be holy The dandelion shows the way Grow stubbornly and persistently Even when the...

Everything is so shiny and sterile these days.  Does that mean I can’t re-use cookie tins, jelly jars and coffee cans? Wait…coffee cans?  So...