Nature is my mother she has held my hand and wiped my tears in dew covered blades of grass she carries me nature is my mother covering me through the winds and showing me to have faith in new beginnings nature is my mother in…

nowhere road this must be : our 7000th straight : day on the road : or rather off it : since we’re trying to avoid : the highways, even byways : Ryan thinks : somehow : they’re being monitored : he’s probably right : but…

in the words of Robin Wall Kimmerer, those who took care of use, i am guilty, for i never took care of then when i had the chance, gifting us with oxygen, we took breathing for granted, now choked and suffocated, here lie the remains…

If we had the earth implanted in our womb, Would we nourish ourselves more? Would we care for her better? Would we look down at the plants and trees and rivers, as we would look down at our own beautiful growing belly, Knowing that with…

White Jeep Cherokee Two thousand miles Road trip in Alaska   Jersey girls having No business venturing Into the wild alone   A grizzly encounter Two of them left with Damp panties and tall tale   Roads too narrow Bridges above trees Abandoned copper mines…

From the cradle to the grave, it is some people’s job To take care of you either we like it or not Doctors, nurses, midwives, mothers, and fathers The work of these people cannot be lost, if we want it so That is why in…

Begin where you are– Here to there and back again. Not the same, but new.     Random prompt…Journey without saying journey or travel…

A brief nod to chocolate When all else fails   The phone is silent For almost two days   While opened bills Remain waiting unpaid   The dog insists she must pee As cold rain falls harder   There is nowhere to go Encouraging a…

I dreamed of peace, of an end to pain Of an endless rain,  Of breaking chains,  In vain.  It took me one lifetime to see When are we truly free?  To be human, is to suffer.   

I always check the levels First, before even putting my shoes on It determines how my day will go And if I even get it done The smell of rotting vegetation still stuck to the bag Along with oil and gasoline rich with detergent Covet…