Tag: road

  • Another Winter

    Another Winter

    Spring fell into an early winter. We scramble to remember how cold was last year? How much snow? Where is that puffy jacket? With little warning, no fanfare, the sky settles into the land, wrapping grey arms around each tree. The road home follows that reddish path mixed with wet snow into a hazy transition…

  • Poem – Beneath the Setting Sun

    When I see the evening sun gracefully fall into the forest and the last rays sweep across the sky I hear the slow progression of cello and violin as the music makes room in me for these rare moments and feelings of peace. I have been down that road many times in this life hoping…

  • Poem – Streetlights

    On the long dark road surrounded by tall trees we slowly passed zombies standing like burnt out streetlights. Surrounded by silence except the tires on asphalt they did not move or blink while we stared. Hours later we still were uncertain if they were real or forgotten nightmares emerging as signs.

  • Poem – Existence

    The dirt road lined with pine and poplar exists in familiar land and on the map, but standing here beneath the northern sky as the cool wind brushes the lake, I am without time or space. In moments where I become aware of my contact with the earth, does it matter where I exist physically…

  • Poem – The Border Kingdom

    (1) We drive the dusty road east from the mountains toward the flat land not divulging any secrets from this distance. Still morning the intense sun withers fallen vegetation and quickly dissipates dew clinging to cactus needles. We have not spoken since the pass where we studied the horizon surveying what we left behind and…

  • Poem – Road

    I have been down that road and at the end I was back here, where I started, where I attempted to break free of constraints. The road gave no clues. The road divulged no secrets. Frustrated and desperate I fell to the ground. In clear ice reflecting the morning sun I saw an outline. I…

  • Poem – Here Before

    I have been this way before, down this same path, and most likely not for the last time. I have been here before looking for a road, a way through the ever-increasing obstacles with a distant light ebbing and flowing surrounded in the absolute silence where I only hear my breath and the rising panic…

  • Poem – Time

    I have been down that path beneath that same sky before but still, each time it is new, on a different day, with a different mindset, with intentions to make the most of the time given.

  • Poem – This Road

    With no end in sight I keep playing the game.

  • Poem – The Eye

    Across vast distances of land and sea the road is lonely, the conversation sparse. In the furthest stretches of the soul we feel alone and cast eyes to the emptiness up ahead in the future and look back to the past wondering how we ended up here but we are greater than what we see…