floating on his back
my son in river
water, glistening hair touches
sunlight, azure sky, cloud
reflection, i imagine him
alive forever, held in
nature’s undulating womb
Tag: Beauty
Harpeth River
Rosemary Beach, Florida
Belmont University
Tuckaleechee Caverns
Smoky Mountain Trail
End of Camping
one night i sat
up trying to count
tent time, evenings in
lean-tos, sleeping bags
on dew covered earth
after backpacking, hiking, driving
away from city streets
to forest trees, mountains
summer storms, coastal sunrises
and there were dozens
maybe two hundred of
these star-filled moon
skies with campfire sparked
memories of younger days
when injured vertebrae were
stronger and slumber more
easily arrived, now nearing
50, i feel the chapter’s
end coming, but a story
written in god’s nature
will always dwell within
Capri 2014
Lakeshore
A 3rd drawing by my Grandmother. I’m guessing this is Lake Ontario in the early 1930’s.








