Poem – I awoke…
I awoke after years of semi-concious sleep not in bed, or in some familiar place – in an...
William Wordsworth – What is a Poet?
Quote from William Wordsworth’ about what is a Poet.
Poem – The Sea and the Empty Field
I awake to a sun touching each empty element and empty seed, vessels like stem cells will sprout...
The Guardians of Silver Lake
Minnesota. Negative 10. Snow and beautiful sunshine. The trail is empty. The sky is clear. The snow crunches....
Two Winter Poems
A few zen moments as I took the snowshoes through the woods and to the hill top overlooking...
Poem – The Orange Sky Burns
The orange sky burns cloud timbers graying and ashen purple smoke escapes the embers, blue sky becomes more...
Poem – Questions
From a distance I asked the tree Silent questions. For days we stood face to face In the...
Poem – After The Fog
This poem was written as a response to the visual prompt at Northography. We walked the shoreline into...
Poem – Reflection
The calendar turns an arbitrary delineation time passing one numbered year to another. Moving through and beyond this...
Winter’s Message
Within the depth of winter, there is a message. As 2013 comes to a close, we look back...
Poem – Where Chaos Meets Clarity (by Harmony Green)
This poem was kindly shared from the blog Daily Danspirations. Chaos clustered and coating me Bound I am...
Poem – Morning purple sky
Morning purple sky becomes a thick icy fog consuming the landscape until the only path, the only way...
Nature Rocks
That is all. “We speak of nature, of the natural world, as if that were something distinct from...