Legacy Of Santayana

Oft repeated aphorism a reality not a cliche...

Bookshelf lined with leafs of tomes
recounting history, an interpretation.
Geography of the past.

Guideposts of what occurred
foretelling future, prediction of destiny.
Roadmaps for the present.

When read with eyes wide open and aware,
mindful there are no new stories, simply
directional variations on ancient themes.
Blueprints for the here and now.

Rocks Of Ages

Stones among leaves like nuggets of gold...

Foreshadow

Traversing through the tempest...

Ascending Skyward

Towering up the blue firmament...

The Gate

From the alley to the pueblo...

Metro Chiaroscuro

Dark and light, chatter and silence...

Wooden You

Like to know more than...

Poking Around

In the peanut cactus briers...

Silvery Water As Eddy Of Life

Fountain cascading into foaming whirlpool...

Out On A Limb

'scuse me while I kiss the sky...

Rising Moon, Setting Sun

Obscured by August desert dust storm...

Standing At The Railway Station

Got a ticket for my destination...

Sunrise Breakout

Morning sol flaring from back of mountain...

Steel In The Air

Signalling over valley to mountains from the mesa...

Urban Scrawl

Present day hieroglyphics for future interpretation...

Leaves As Blades Of Tree

Fanning across the desert sky...

Two Lane Blacktop

Streaming into the sunset...

Ancient Sun

Beaming through aged tree...