Poem – Wild
I now walk into the wild away from you and closer to the true being within, away from...
Poem – Roots
I walk the worn dirt path circling the overgrown fields where the winds have abated and the grass,...
Poem – Broken
I am broken and beneath the evening sun my pieces melt. In the moonlight I am made whole...
Poem – Remind
We age from the burden of each day’s moments, trials, and tests. We lose track of time, people,...
Poem – Woods
In the woods we take the worn path of hard dirt and decaying leaves following the recent activities...
Poem – Dreams
Children in the summer Chasing dogs through Fields open to the big sun. Thoughts free of burden Free...
Robinson Jeffers – Carmel Point
The extraordinary patience of things! This beautiful place defaced with a crop of suburban houses- How beautiful when...
My religion is the open empty field
(1) I passed through the window looking for the outside and landed back here in my mind. When...
Dogs of Summer #3
North to the St. Croix River we headed on a perfect grey and rainy summer morning. With just...
The Voice in the Forest
I pass trees on either side, deeper into the forest and further form the fields, leaving one realm...
The Light Settling in the Woods
Old growth trees line a worn path cut from loggers decades before. The floor is covered with...
Dogs of Summer #2
On a somewhat grey and dreary day we headed north to the fields and trails near the Wild...
Dogs of Summer #1
Summer is not quite here, but that does not deter the sun, warmth, and life within the forest....
Poem – Let Go
There is something in the forest seen and not seen, the light scatters, ebbs, and flows. I am...