Old Canoe
Sometimes I stumble across a story or poem written long ago that captures my interest. When it is by an obscure writer or artist where very little information is available […]
Sometimes I stumble across a story or poem written long ago that captures my interest. When it is by an obscure writer or artist where very little information is available […]
Douglas Malloch, 1877-1938, was a Midwestern poet and short story writer who wrote about woods, forests and lumberjack adventure stories. You may not have heard of him, but you may […]
Happy Birthday Jared Carter! Carter is a poet who writes about life, culture and nature in the Midwest. His creative poems about nature inspire me. He came to poetry, like […]
A Day at the Shore by me, Canoe Communications To sit on a beach with waves of cool water washing over; Gazing at the gently sloped dunes and small feathered […]
Catch the Sun by me, Canoe Communications When darkness falls in the night sky; I catch fireflies as they twinkle before my eyes. I’d like to catch sunshine in a […]
A travel theme on sunsets has me journey back to my earlier poem and photographs on sunsets that I originally published in May. There are more sunsets to see from all around […]
Off Hiking by me Well there is not much to say, Because I’m on my way off hiking. There will be a lake on my left, and a swamp on my right. […]
Turtles by me, Canoe Communications Turtles swimming in a brook, Please come closer for a look. Your reptile colors of olive green, brown and black, And marked shells protecting against […]
For Friday–Happy Arbor Day! Here is my take for the Poetry Challenge on a thing of beauty, with a nod of appreciation to the poems of Robert Frost, John Keats and Joyce […]
It’s Thursday. The weekend is almost here. I wanted to share a photo I took and a poem I wrote about it. A Mountain View The weather is chilly, but fair. […]
For the Poetry Challenge Week #5, a poem about lifelong friends and a soccer game. A Soccer Game by Canoe Communications Blog Three friends in a field play a game, […]
Gulls in Flight by me Watching the gulls soar in the sky, Wondering why not I. Oh to be so free, I wish it were me. To ride the currents […]