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Animating Nature
(if you are viewing this via email, the website has a recording of this poem and commentary; click the title above) One of the things I love about walking is that it wakes up, or animates, my imagination. It does so especially when my walks are away from the humdrum, ...
Beauty, A Wordless Language
(if you are viewing this via email, the website has a recording of this poem and commentary; click the title above) I titled this photograph "L'Abri," which is French for "the shelter." Commentary In the years when I walked frequently around White Rock Lake, I increasingly recognized outcroppings of beauty ...
Today, Will I See Beauty?
(if you are viewing this via email, the website has a recording of this poem and commentary; click the title above) Commentary One of the better things about Facebook is that it brings up posts from the past. Today, it brought up this post from September 14, 2020. I had ...
Reflection Inversion
This is the stream that runs down from Norbuck Park and feeds into White Rock Creek before it enters White Rock Lake. I pass by this on my frequent walks over to Flagpole Hill. One day, I stopped, sat down on the bridge, and started filming. For interest, I tossed ...
Lake Images With Poetry
The End of Life
Commentary This poem is about the "end" or purpose of life, and whether or not we can achieve that purpose when our numbered days are few. We are not Jesus Christ. But God invites us to identify with Him very, very deeply. I suppose He's pleased for us to compare ...
Not Alone
Commentary These little trails have always intrigued me, be they in the mountains or in a local park. Why do they evoke such strong emotion? Seriously... I took the photo, walked another 200 yards, and sat down on a park bench to edit the photo and pen a few words ...
Messy Life; Pristine Death
MORE FROM MY BRAIN'S LEFT SIDE... This poem is about healthy authenticity. I'm not going to beat up on a certain tourist attraction here in Dallas. My wife walks there most mornings. But when I join her there, I do sometimes wonder, "Where are the mosquitoes?" "Where are the bees, ...
Wistful Grace
Commentary A few years ago, when I went full-time with my web business and suddenly had plenty of time on my hands, I began taking walks around White Rock Lake. Sometimes it was from a parking lot (a 9 miles hike) and sometimes from home (a 12 miles hike). That ...
