The Rebel Moon

The moon stabs darkness, rebelling the change to black. The wounds bleed bright stars. My response to Ronovan Writes … More

Foto Friday #9

Nothin’ says “summer” like throwing rocks into the water… every little boy’s joy! Here’s a related haiku for Ronovan Writes … More

A simple reminder to stop and smell the flowers! Speaking of flowers, here’s a haiku for Ronovan Writes Weekly … More

There were no choices Faith was decided for me I was but a child For Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku … More