Monday, January 28, 2013

sometimes it snows



winter is so filled with beauty
it shatters my heart
    
like an icicle that has lost its grip
and falls then to pieces           

Thursday, January 17, 2013

No Rest for the Weary


The Stolen Car has been sitting abandoned for some time.  Sometimes a thief needs to lay low, keep to the shadows.


Working at the Coffee Shop 127/365
Working at the Coffee Shop 127/365


Reflections, abstraction, shape, glass, and some poor woman pouring coffee at Dunkin Donuts, where there's always a line at the drive thru window, but rarely one inside.
That's why I go inside.