along the way an old oak branch becomes a walking stick ~Garry Gay poised you wait each journey etched in your skin adventure at hand In the spirit of Garry Gay’s haiku we are prompted by Kristjaan at Carpe Diem to echo his words.
“They say there has been treasure hidden somewhere around here. It was left by pirates a long time ago.” my cousin whispered as I drifted off to sleep the first night I was staying at his house. “Tony what were you thinking giving Bobby ideas of treasure seeking? He already has so much to deal with his […]
The young adventurer gazed from terra at this beautiful silvery orb and wondered “what does she look like up close?” For years he travelled far and wide grasping glimpses of her from many cultures. This he knew she was beautiful, lithe, elusive, she changed many times in one month, and at times disappeared from his […]
Checking each part of you. Running my hands down your spine. Nothing out of line Your skin – perfect I hear the wind blow past. The energy between us is one. Everyday an adventure with you. “Clear” – turn her up!” I never tire of the roar of the engine as the prop blade spins […]