The Crows Fly Into the Sun

The tide is out my heart is high people are dancing on the beach to […]

Beard

Beard of green dripping shadow-casting left by retreating tide I have seen this particular piece […]

Butts like mine pecking crows some degree of wind and sand bleaching of the sun […]

Today a mandala on the beach formed of fragments of shell crab legs a crow […]

On a sunny morning like this one every pebble on the this beach has its […]

A goose stands on one leg, placid, stable, at ease. Why do I need to […]

A wooden pallet the kind forklifts use has been tide-tossed here and there on the […]

I could write about the softness of clouds reflected on the stillness of water the […]

I was standing among the rocks as usual, Playing my pennywhistle to the sky and […]

After a rare balmy April Friday evening. Saturday morning: the remains of a fire the […]