If Jackson Pollock was a photographer – #21
I imagine one his photographs might look like this:
If Jackson Pollock was a photographer – #20
I imagine one his photographs might look like this:
Giants
I walked in the empty fieldsand fell before the giants. Holding up the winter skytheir gaze met with...
If Jackson Pollock was a photographer – #19
I imagine one his photographs might look like this:
Finding a Way
Winter smoke.Silent forest.Nearing nightfall. Chaos present.Walls increasing.Too much. Trapped here.Concrete, glass.Nightfall settling. Clearing mind.Opening mind.Letting go. Eyes closed.Energy...
Poem – Christmas Star Dust
Snow lays upon the grassesscattered across the fieldsof peace, hope, and love. I stand here beneath the late...
Poem – The Physical Manifestation of the Mind, Part 3
In a deep fog, a wakeful sleep, a field lit by ten-thousand lanterns reflects the chaotic sky passing...
Poem – Boundaries
In these chaotic times dancing on the edge of belief and moral code, what I see and you...
Retreat Vignettes – #1
Moments the chaos is held at bay when the pine filled sky sways and the ravens visit and...
Poem – Where Chaos is Held at Bay
Moments the chaos is held at bay when the pine filled sky sways and the ravens visit and...
Poem – What is Meant to Be
The day’s chaos subsides as the wind carries my worries away and the trees wrap their limbs around...
If Jackson Pollock was a photographer, #5
I imagine one of his photos would look like this:
Poem – Beyond What We Think We See
The lonely path tunneled through the daily routine and expectations. The tunnel was your gateway and hiding place,...
Poem – A Plea
In the sea my reflection is carried away by smoke and mist. I stood there with what was...
Poem – Finding Home in the Chaos – Part 4
These simple moments of nature’s gentle cycle coupled with the raw energy exhibited here and beyond humble this...