The Red Sun

I am now sixty-two. And time really does seem to go faster as I age. Only because we get closer to seeing the end rather than the beginning of our life here. The target looks bigger and bigger as we fly through space hurtling toward it. As I hang onto my child heart, I also…

i have always been

i have always been an artist, in a sense of thinking that is. i think colour and shape, how something has a certain feel to it, how something has a certain balance. i like things that look the way that seems right to my senses. i look at everything as shape and colour and texture,…


there is a link a gateway a starting point as far as the east is from the west where we are one       photograph metro link SEP 2017 nancy-davis


  i want to get it over with not to an end but an over and over and  over with

life matters

there have been people sharing part of themselves their listening their words kindnesses that i know kept me alive surviving the rejection of others and the coldness of my own heart


i am back in this place the only place to write my thoughts close at heart frame of mind meat and potatoes crux of the matter whatever come here if you want me


  it escapes me the magic of you i can not figure why so many doves fly out of one heart


  snuggle up a little closer soft petals round and round a sweet scent of a warm day on you gathered in your midnight crown     nmd may 2017


bullpen, new athens NMDavis fellowship ✜

to me

Love is Power and it is Spirit. I can feel Love in my whole being. I think of electric current. I think of harmony. I think of a look, with no words, that speaks of never ending.

our goodbyes

I went to a service yesterday a celebration of life of a life well lived in imperfection and struggle he built bridges so others could cross over troubled water to meet in agreement now he has crossed over a bridge we remembered who he was to us some did not speak of it some spoke very…