Goodbye, Rocky and Natasha

Originally posted on For friends without borders:
Since the talk about Russian activities influencing politics have been beaten over our heads for the past few years, a lot of old Bullwinkle sound bites have been played. Boris and Natasha are Russian spies, and Rocky is the flying squirrel who is the brains behind Bullwinkle, the…


A Piece of Heaven in Valley of the Gods

Originally posted on roads bel travelled:
“We’ll travel to find grounds and rooftops and tiny hidden parks, where we’ll sit and dismiss the passing time…I need to feel a place while I’m in it.” – Victoria Erickson I have to admit. I’m not the easiest person to travel with because like the quote above by…


White Swan

Another poem from my e-book, “Scattered Musings” Under clandestine moonlight, a white swan skates pristine in peppery mist upon a lavender pond. She is sturdy like gold melted from cast iron bludgeoned by rudhira fire, sans tainted guile. A riparian mirth, she has feathers that are partially clothed in reflection of velvet and trickle burnished…… Continue reading White Swan