Category Archives: all things Nelle

optseS11fhfc30i597au4ghi  · WHEN THE NOISE gets too much when the chaos is makin’ me nuts i head for the hills i know and love . WAY BACK YONDER is where i go off the interstate on a back road ’round the bend and over a hill cross the ol’ stone bridge and take it toContinue reading “Traveler On the Backroads“

66fih0S4gp8os2ot3f2l0e4h  · Think I’ll kick off my boots and enjoy a cuppa joe and sit here for a spell and dream … . my dreams are simple enough i reckon i don’t need much just my loved ones near and the feel of your touch . these are the things that down through the yearsContinue reading “Traveler On the Backroads“

First time I heard about paraprosdokians, I liked them. Paraprosdokians are figures of speech in which the latter part of a sentence or phrase is surprising or unexpected and frequently humorous.    (Sir Winston Churchill loved them). 1. Where there’s a will, I want to be in it. 2. The last thing I want to do is hurtContinue reading “Paraprosdokians     :“

57m  · Listen . And you will hear the breeze brushing softly through the trees birds singing . the frost embracing the trees the plants in a protective silence . And in this silence, your heart beating your soul awakening God whispering . I made this for You . ~ poem “Soul Awakening” by MichaelContinue reading “Traveler On the Backroads“

there are places places on earth that are magical . that no words can hope to describe . where your soul empty and drained is restored . where the whispers of angels shimmer through the trees as if on a mist . perfectly and peacefully . and gently floating on the warm spring breeze .Continue reading “Traveler On the Backroads“

i could feel the words whispering on the wind rushing headlong pastthe canyon walls –.the rocks and stonesspeaking to me as the currentbubbled over them.swirling around and betweenon their way downstream.THIS PLACE FELT ALIVEnot just in my mind no, more than that;i could feel it in my soul –.from the shafts of lightthat reached downContinue reading “Traveler On the Backroads THE TALES OF LONG AGO kept drifting through my mind .”

You sent me a friend just when I needed one most . funny but i didn’t really believe you’d come through in the end . and now that you have i don’t know . where to begin . i seem to ignore you ‘cept when i find myself in a pinch when my tanks runnin’Continue reading “Traveler On the Backroads“

The measure of a man is not his muscles or money The true strength of a man is most evident when his soul shines and no one is looking ~ Michael Traveler, author/poet ..Photo by David R. Stoecklein http://stoeckleinphotography.com/ .

19gmt2lSiponh0ite15ch1  · the forest calls to me the moon whispers softly its light streaming gently through the trees glimmering off the water talking just to me . there’s a stillness in the air a sort of anticipation of what’s to come . i can feel it a kind of magic . and as i’m sittingContinue reading “Traveler On the Backroads“

· a slight breeze rustles in the canopy above as i walk this quiet country road in thought a stone fence keeps me company that must’ve been made many years ago and up ahead near a bend in the road is a small farm quite old with weathered wood from standing strong against the winterContinue reading “Traveler On the Backroads“

This is where I want to be right now … With a nice warm cup of campfire coffee and some warmer weather … The fire crackling. Popping. Dancing in the breeze. Your fingers brushing through the branches above. The scent pine flowing over me. A mountain stream skipping and cascading over rock and stone, swirlingContinue reading “Traveler On the Backroads“

· they speak to me in an ancient tongue. in a language from when the world was young they tell a tale of long ago when the rivers flowed wild and free the skies were clear and the wildflowers shimmered in the morning sun Yes, life had just begun she whispers to me sings toContinue reading “Traveler On the Backroads“

· this time this time shared with You before the world opens her eyes when the pre-dawn light is still and my soul is swimming in the magic that lingers as the earth sigh sits first sigh and slowly opens her eyes bringing warmth and beauty as she chases away the night the silence andContinue reading “Traveler On the Backroads“

we live in a magical world a world of wonder a world of beauty to see it to feel it to experience this wonder this magic this beauty all we have to do is open our hearts open our eyes And breathe it in like we did once long ago. when we looked upon it,Continue reading “Traveler On the Backroads“

The greatest adventure is what lies ahead.Today and tomorrow are yet to be said. The chances, the changes are all yours to make. The mold of your life is in your hands to break.~ Taken from ‘The Greatest Adventure’, ( The Ballad of The Hobbit), written by Maury Laws (music) and Jules Bass (lyric) andContinue reading “The Queen’s English“

 the moments we shared together. the laughter the love over coffee and meals or just passing the time these moments so precious and few fill my heart and soul with a lifetime .. ..Of memories shared with You . ~ poem “A Lifetime Shared With You” by Michael Traveler, author/poet

LIFE HAPPENS IN THE BLINK OF AN EYE,HERE ONE MOMENT GONE THE NEXT.CHILDREN LIVE in the moment. They get right up Close and Personal with their surroundings and they interact with them: chasing butterflies, picking up leaves and rocks, hugging every creature they meet and then begging to bring it home. Busy living life, experiencingContinue reading “Traveler On the Backroads“

· she has stood the test of time weathered wars and seasons seen her share of brutal winters watched grass fires sweep across the prairie devouring everything in their wake heard the laughter of children fast at play while pa worked the fields and ma hung laundry out to dry watched lovers share a picnicContinue reading “Traveler On the Backroads“