Starting anew, but not feeling lonely.

I am amazed by his stubborn independence, but overwhelmed by his joyfulness.

Quiet days on the water are for longing and introspection.

We have amazing night skies here in the Keys. Far away from major cities. Sometimes given to worrisome dreams and wonder.

A poem about being adventurous. March 6, 2021

We sail for the horizon and hope we make it.

Missing, longing,hurting.

We have all felt it.

The best kind of therapy.

There's a lot to unpack in this one.

Sometimes your day takes a turn for the worse.

Some short poems.