Haiku about geese.

I love taking walks by the lake, even if I am by myself. It’s peaceful. It’s quiet, even when boats and jet ski’s are out. These walks give me the time to recouperate from what life throws my way.

Haiku Collection on Winter.

…and quickly fading?

Poem.

Now the environmentalists and liberals get into the act.

Short story about a man working in his suburban yard. As he works, he thinks about his place in the world.

A poem that attempts to address what is really important in life.

Geese fouling your lawn.

Migrating geese overhead foretell a lonely winter.