Autumn Thoughts
Speeding through November with December around the corner, a pause is warranted in the daily flow to reflect,...
Poem – Saman
The black silent outline moves closer as time passes, time not from here. The empty sky vibrates as...
Poem – Taking the Path into the Darkening Sky
Falling off the concrete path, I landed in the empty fields surrounded with autumn colors. I was not...
If Jackson Pollock was a photographer – #18
I imagine one his photographs might look like this:
Poem – The Road
The road into the distant sky seems untouchable, the journey seems impossible, but this is the start, this...
Poem – Into the Shadows
Holding up the sky as morning settles into the fields. We pass beneath the ancient canopy and quietly...
If Jackson Pollock was a photographer – #17
I imagine one his photographs might look like this:
If Jackson Pollock was a photographer – #16
I imagine one his photographs might look like this:
Poem – At the End of the Day
Cast from expectations of treeless horizons and concrete enforced cities, we landed here within the forest which quickly...
Poem – Connections
Regardless of what the trail is made of, it connects us to the earth, guides us through the...