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Dixie's Road Trip

Tread lightly, take only pictures, leave only footprints.

  • home
  • dixie
  • country roads
  • flat tires
  • highways

highways

Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is a painting that is felt rather than seen – Leonardo da Vinci

→quick links to some of my writing.

poetry and writings

  • they needed someone to lead them and she couldn’t let them go alone
  • love or something like it
  • i found an old friend
  • unfinished
  • sometimes
  • communing with trees
  • the big oak
  • sometime in the future
  • rain scenes
  • the way love speaks to me
  • sweet mary, life isn’t quite contrary
  • fledgling
  • animal shapes
  • mud swamps
  • rain poem
  • tonight i lost my own heart
  • trust and pain
  • my bar
  • gravel and dust
  • all ’cause i feel like loving you
  • rain from the sun
  • every now and then
  • reflections of a lost lover
  • fall by the wayside
  • mothers and daughters revisited
  • another country
  • time
  • memory lane
  • healing
  • singer with tears in her eyes
  • caution, relationships may be closer than they appear
  • wind at my back
  • I get asked alot
  • what the wind blows
  • the drive
  • the moon and me
  • morning rain
  • the long way home
  • reasons

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  • home
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  • country roads
  • flat tires
  • highways
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