Lips of blood and thunder, Wet skin under borealis' skies. I cradle the stars in my slumber, For I do not mind, I am ice. ----- Simone… Read more "This Winter Soul"
We make memories in so many beautiful places. Here you can see the last light before sundown on this northern beach, and like in between worlds everything… Read more "Moments of Gold"
I thought I share some details of my latest photo poetry session. This is my passion; a big part of myself. Here the idea, creation, and the… Read more "My Art and Soul."
I captured this image a few weeks ago in Northern Washington. It instantly reminded me of a similar shot I took in Alaska, somewhere in the mountains.… Read more "Destinations"
I haven’t lived wisely. I haven’t lived save. I haven’t lived just breathing. I haven’t lived without fear. I haven’t lived listening. I had babies when nobody… Read more "I just lived"