Tomorrow
Booms creaking as lines Hang limp in a slight breeze, A stained hull long since dried Sitting, unmoving, unmoved, Amidst several abandoned ketches, Feeling no waves break against its bow… Read more »
Booms creaking as lines Hang limp in a slight breeze, A stained hull long since dried Sitting, unmoving, unmoved, Amidst several abandoned ketches, Feeling no waves break against its bow… Read more »
Feelings are a tricky lot. At their best they offer a gauge on life’s vibrancy, at their worst they can distort reality with deadly deception. Truth on the other hand… Read more »
When it comes to writing, I’m rarely short on words. In fact, I tend to be long winded at times. But I will try to keep this brief. I started… Read more »
As a child, sitting with Mammaw and Pappaw (that’s Ma’am—Aww & Pap—Aww for those of you who aren’t from the south) during the Sunday morning sermon was one of my… Read more »
… We search and crave for “The Christian’s Secret of a Happy Life’. And that so often comes between us and the most wonderful experience of all. The ultimate object… Read more »
There is something fine and good in working the soil, To stir and seed and tend and beckon to bring forth its yield Few endeavors are so noble as this… Read more »