White Rock Lake

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Walking to the Banquet

Walking to the Banquet

(if you are viewing this via email, the website has a recording of this poem and commentary; click the title above) Commentary ON THE PATHThis early morning poetography is too personal, too idiosyncratic to be GOOD. But, like the dream from which I just awoke, it is TRUE. The elements ...
To Myself in the Mirror

To Myself in the Mirror

(if you are viewing this via email, the website has a recording of this poem and commentary; click the title above) Commentary I don't currently have anything to add to this one. But YAY! I finished getting caught up with posting a whole year of poems ...
Animating Nature

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

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 ...

Lake Images With Poetry

The End of Life

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

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

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

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 ...

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