Poem – Into the Sky…
We gaze from the wet earth from the snow piles and appreciate the warm sun and the wind...
Poem – The Day Wisdom Came from the Clouds Above
(1) Summer months fell into the autumn. Mist clung to pine before the sun rose. Brown needles falling...
Poem – The Depth of November
November is the transition of fall to winter. November gives up the red, orange, yellow, and gold for...
Poem – Storms
The godless faces of clouds move storms forward with voiceless commands. Building from the horizon they float in...
Poem Snippets
#1 I looked to the sunset. I saw your face in the orange tinged clouds and now I...
Poem – Color and Sound
The last orange highlights sink into the horizon. Thin grey clouds float across light blue sky. Red-winged blackbirds...
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 – Morning purple sky
Morning purple sky becomes a thick icy fog consuming the landscape until the only path, the only way...
Poem – Walk, this winter evening
Early winter walk around the lake hidden within the city. Further in and background noise fades to nothing....
Poem for Northography – Tag
A response to the most recent writing prompt at Northography. http://www.northography.com/responses.php?stimulus_id=289 I returned to the fields of the childhood...
Poem Leftovers, Part 2
(1) Within the space of silent wandering what falls away can be forgotten yesterdays discarded paper of a...
Beyond What I see
Soaring clouds of orange and purple streaking across the limited view I have from here. Yet I feel...