A Rock from the Mountains

Here’s another poem for you all! It’s about a rock. I’m serious. Not The Rock. A rock. A rock I found in the mountains last weekend when I went up to New Paltz. The image I used for this article is actually one I took myself of Lake Minnewaska up in the Shawangunk Mountains. This National Poetry Month has…

Through the Mountains

I have another poem for you all tonight. I feel like kicking National Poetry Month off with as many poems as possible because what better way is there to celebrate? I spoke this one while driving up to New Paltz. There were low hanging clouds that were actually clouds and not just fog rolling down the mountains,…

Driving On a Rainy Day

I have a relatively dangerous habit — and curse — of coming up with ideas for stories, poems, and projects while I’m driving. But I do not text and drive! I use the voice recognition feature to get my thoughts down, otherwise I’ll forget them and they’ll be gone forever. I came up with this…