Monday, October 7, 2013


PETITE-THINGS There are times When the silence Becomes so deep And the days so heavy That the world becomes lost To you, And they come Without warning Or surprise. These are the times When wandering conversations Seem to come To an abrupt end With the question, “where am I” photo by uTAH jAY In the... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, October 6, 2013


THE BREATH OF NIGHT Old Sam barks at the window, as a train whistles bye in the dusty distance. Later crickets serenade the closing darkness and down by the river photo by uTAH jAY the breeze catches in the long grass blowing in repetitious waves one after the other and at length these same soft... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, October 5, 2013


TOUCHED There are some lights In the night sky So very bright That they seem doomed To extinguish Over night Just as some spirits Are much too big To be contained In these frail little frames God gives us And also love So soft and real So plain and simple That mortal words Cannot tell The way we... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, October 2, 2013

Haiku #19

Haiku #19 Autumn gets kisses from heaven’s beautiful stars her love lights hangin g photo by uTAH jAY uTAH jAY 2013 Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, October 1, 2013


AND A KISS I dream of you Even when there are other Dreams to dream And in reverie We are one again, you are sun photo by uTAH jAY And I the moon photo by uTAH jAY Both fading In our own time Into purple flower illusions; photo by uTAH jAY Of what dreams Could be… Can we not end This fantasy And... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, September 30, 2013


ON ANGELS WINGS It’s there, on the corner Behind the old feed store, A small stone building Fitted with granite and mortar In the long hot days. You can’t miss it on the road, It has a white lined roof, And white framed windows, With little yellow curtains Cut to fit, And from the west room When the... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, September 29, 2013


JUAN’S FOUNTAIN (or) WHAT IS LEFT OF THE OLD RANCH As slender golden light slowly dwindles and dies slipping over moon tide eyes, like life itself, and is soon renewed with a new dream’s color. Time, a gift of the gods shinning forever strong and bold, like silver and gold in younger eyes that think... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, September 27, 2013


THE CONFESSION Somehow I remember Sunshine being a little brighter Before desperation sets in, Before life turns a cold shoulder On those we once laughed with Bored of slow moving light. Sometimes it’s in the swiftest waters Thatthe sleeping years are spilled Watching as our days runs out Gripping... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, September 23, 2013


THE DANCE photo by uTAH jAY As the seasons spin Each in their own time And within their own movement Seemingly out of control In mortal eyes, Swirling in ever changing ways, Soon summer’s song Is gone As autumn’s ball approaches In a colorful way, signed By the growing flocks of feathered friends... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, September 22, 2013


J. W. MURPHY CATTLE COMPANY He’s a modern cowboy An electric horseman So to speak Out riding fence lines And checking his stock. When I called yesterday On his I phone To see how he was doing And to tell him How I miss that home, That life on the range. I could even hear his old horse Clomping... Sign in to see full entry.

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