Encroachment August 9, 2018August 9, 2018 / Michael J. Cunningham / Leave a comment Are they still coming forward, Or merely stopped now, Providing cover and safety. xxxx How should I know which it is? Share with others Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook More Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading...
110 degrees and rising August 8, 2018 / Michael J. Cunningham / Leave a comment Smiling happily in the mid-day sun, Unfazed by the heat, and the impending darkness of brush fires in a nearby Mohave, We will survive all, and await the moisture of the dewfall, And another day. Share with others Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook More Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading...
A Crisis Observed August 7, 2018August 7, 2018 / Michael J. Cunningham / Leave a comment A crisis observed and examined, Creates a mark on the soul, Obscuring peace just a little more. zzzzz Until action is taken. Share with others Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook More Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading...