Welcome to Poetical Journeys – This is this site’s third site revision. The original site was first published in 2001. This newest version is simplified from the 200+ pages in the old one. You will continue to discover my latest poetry and photography, read an occasional vignette, receive a recommendation or two, learn about my twenty-nine books, and generally experience an upbeat feel.

(The most recent site update occurred on June 28, 2026.)

Explore the Beauty of Poetry and Life’s Moments

My Poetry

While my previous site featured hundreds of poems, this site will showcase a smaller number, which will be updated regularly, typically weekly. The poems will often include photographs appropriate to the content.

During a trip to Alaska, I was continually overwhelmed with the changing vistas and the indescribable beauty observed around each bend in the road. My visual senses went into overload. Even the smell of the air was somehow purer than in the Lower 48. Taking a break on an overlook, the silence only broken by the distant sound of the water and the occasional, unwelcome passing car, I glanced below at the lake, the intensity of the reflecting light causing me to squint. Then I saw a young lad who was about ten. He was engaged in the age-old pursuit of trying to skip rocks across the water. He was lost in his activity. I savored for a moment how simple life was at ten. (This poem had over 2800 FB views.)

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Based on a true event: Anyone who flies often knows about the dreaded crying or screaming child. On this particular flight, about the halfway mark, the little tyke began to cry. The crescendos grow ever louder. No matter how hard the mother tried, the child would not stop. As described in the poem, a furry stuffed dog suddenly poked through the curtain separating first and tourist classes. The toddler became quiet, started to giggle, and never let out another peep. Later, the little girl peeked through the curtain. She was about nine. I was touched by the young child’s thoughtfulness and wisdom beyond her years. (FB readers loved this poem with over 9500 views.)

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This poem was also popular on FB with 4400+ views.

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I was raised in a family that supported non-racism and equality for all. However, when it came to religion, there was only one way. For those old enough to remember John Kennedy’s election, there was much discussion in conservative circles about the downfall of America if he was elected. This poem speaks to how, in some circles, little has changed.

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