Category: poetry

Journal: Coffee Can + Grief

The neatest thing happened today.  I’d like to start off with a thought: Isn’t it amazing how you can know someone your entire life and, even after their passing, you continue to learn new things about them? Sometimes it almost feels like they’re reaching…

Journal: 1-1-2020 | WRP Frost

Snagged a few moments of quiet this morning before setting the dogs loose into the frost. With each turning of the season and the ever-revolving door of the years, I am continually grateful for my three constants: my family, my home, and my Labrador-children.

Journal: 12-22-2019 | “Finer Details”

“Our tools are better than we are, and grow better faster than we do. They suffice to crack the atom, to command the tides, but they do not suffice for the oldest task in human history, to live on a piece of land without…

Journal: 12-14-19 | “Take a Walk”

I don’t have much advice to offer that’s worth a damn but I do know this: Never once have I taken a walk and regretted it.

Journal: 12-8-2019 | Duck Blind

“Perhaps no one but a hunter can understand how intense an affection a boy can feel for a piece of marsh…. I came home one Christmas to find that land promoters, with the help of the Corps of Engineers had dyked and drained my…