- nonstop . . .
- leaning on his cane . . .
- southbound . . .
- old friends . . .
- tanka time . . .
- stars, planet, moons, et. al. . . .
- exquisite corpse update . . .
- exquisite corpse, anyone? . . .
- virtual friends . . .
- perhaps . . .
- cobwebs . . .
- After the Funeral . . .
- anthology fever . . .
- Throwback . . .
- new moon rising . . .
Tag Archives: Rain
autumn morning the smell of fresh rain in my coffee tinywords 13:3, November 2013 Advertisements
rainy day at the table behind me talk turns to money Frogpond 36:2, Spring/Summer 2013
endless rain . . . mother’s silver beginning to tarnish The Heron’s Nest, XVI.3, September 2013
in rain the leaves appear even more golden I don’t get out much. Most of the time, I don’t mind. I work. I write. I read. I look out my window. But there comes a time when putting your traveling … Continue reading