Longing for the country of a cold, dry New Mexican desert, a long, lush California drive, a Wyoming steppe, a Utah spring, from the mounts to the val...

Tis a curse
the blessing
of having
been here
to fore
many times
and times

For wanting
to be where
I am
is painted 
constant by
where I’ve been

You...

An end to a long week tired
Lying in silence
Stunned by nothing at’all
Drunk on a happy calmness
And the smoke of Laphroaig

Yet, I too dwell years p...

In the social age, there is so much information flowing across our attention spans that it is literally overwhelming our senses.

Such an overwhelming...

All moments that have come

And all moments that will be

No more than this moment

This moment meant to be

Fears

And hopes

And memories

And dreams

In this mome...