Hmmm…
Well, I must say that wordpress.com does NOT do justice to the wonderful WordPress open source CMS platform available at wordpress.org. I’ve just discovered that Javascript is not supported here, which means I can’t have many of my fun widgets on this blog. Frankly, I’m much more impressed with blogger at this point, which makes me rather sad. I am very tempted to leave this blog as an archive of the posts from my old WP site jimspaulding.com, and focus more on working up a nice site at blogspot.com. I’m still playing with it all so we’ll see… Winter is fast approaching here at 7000ft and my mind is beggining to turn towards ar

San Francisco de Asis de Ranchos de Taos
The light fades and shifts endlessly bringing to life new forms constantly changing and shaping the power and meaning of what is revealed First light in june speaks of long days of pacing oneself to meet the sunset still standing September dusk begins to tell of gathering wood and bringing in the harvest from the coming storms The ice that forms on the beard of old man winter will tell a whole new tale He will bring a fresh load of mystery down from the frozen lands in the north causing us to turn within ourselves and squint at the light reflected from his frost Showing us the world in stark, contra

Still here…
Just a short post to let my readers know that I am still here:) I have been trapped in Facebook games and daily life as of late and have not been writing. I do feel one coming on though…. I raced with the Winter King carrying the torch of Summer held high I gathered in the harvest from the gardens of the Sun as the western sky grew red and the cold breath of Winter began All the while the cry rang in my head: The King is dead! Long live the King! Posted in Poetry Tagged: Breath Of Winter, Carrying The Torch, Cold Breath, Games, Gardens Of The Sun, Western Sky, Winter King