Montana Musings (Short Story) - 10/22/2014 7:44:35 AM
What a wonderful place to live… Big sky country with mountains and streams. I just took a trip to Arizona and experienced a bit of that country around Flagstaff.
My recollection of gray jays was a long time ago in Yellowstone when my grandmother and I were trying to have lunch. Between the ground squirrels climbing the picnic table and the Jays swooping down, our lunch was one of trying to grab and save our sandwiches before a critter got them. At least the bear we saw at the entrance to the picnic area did not decide to come and join us at the table.
May you have many more Montana mornings to savor. Wish I was there with you… Even in winter.
Ron
Vacation (Short Story) - 7/25/2006 1:39:36 PM
First review for you.
I like the personal stories. I tin expressing ourselves is where we grow. You should have stayed.
The Voice (Poetry) - 10/13/2006 12:17:35 PM
I always liked this poem, my friend ... nice to see it again.
You should share more of your work here, I think.
K
Los Cabos Beach (Poetry) - 7/20/2006 1:38:44 PM
I love this..........
really......
images I could see............and feel..........pax A
Mourning Garden (Poetry) - 7/19/2006 5:35:59 AM
"...The rose is the earth's face
formed from dust
rising to praise the sun..."
Memorable lines.
Mourning Garden (Poetry) - 7/18/2006 10:35:04 PM
"My faceless dream
was given a shadow
wet with color"
excellent image
Mourning Garden (Poetry) - 7/18/2006 7:02:41 PM
You have mourned so good for the rose. This poem is metaphoric!
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
