stonebear

put me in your pocket boy and call me lucky

leggings vulcanic near end fit later

half the....

"FM"

The thoughts of a (former) radio announcer.

Poem - Sands of time

Have you ever counted the grains of sand, That swiftly flows through the hour glass stand? A grain of salt for every moment we toil, A grain of sand for each tear that nurtures the soil

Poem - Valentines Day

In the Spring of our lives, Our love was exciting and new, As the snow starts to melt, Our love will always stay true. In the Summer of our lives, No matter how hot the season got,

In the moments

Building a real relationship is something that grows over time in the little gestures of each day

My Diet

We've all been there!

merry earth day

think of all the stupid holidays that western civilization celebrates--- everything from christmas to valentines, all holding rituals that require one to cough up the bucks & perpetuate the

poecile atricapillus

when fortunate enough to be living in a peaceful area where the mornings arrive like Grieg’s in Peer Gynt, the little bird, the smartest in line just after the caw caw cawwing crows,

writer’s creed

this is my pen, my PC, my laptop, my ipad, my phone--- all with which i write. there are many like them, but these are mine. my writing apparatus is my best friend. it is my life &

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