It was cold, a dog barked at the night and the silence that remained was still heavy. It was cold, and the snow that was falling left flowers with thorns. The black and white merged and the...

How bored the afternoon is feeling lost in the park, slowly dropping her handkerchief, green lace dark and refreshing. Everything is so calm, perhaps a little durment with such a simple fragrance...

Summary of a past life

Heres a virtual movie of the poet John Keats reading his lovely "Ode on Melacholy". Please try my Dailymotion video websites where you can see the great poets oldtime acoustic blues performers...

As a father, the messsage in Stand up for kids was especially poignant. I could never imagine my son on the street or facing the difficulties some kids face. I am proud to support Stand Up for...

Visual poetry brings to life Maine's devastating ice storm in 1998. Residents often recall when their beloved woods seem to scream in pain as weighted limbs cracked and fell all around them....