Tag: death

  • Poem – Voice with no Voice

    The last drag taken slowly the cigarette fading beneath the black sky free of clouds and moon. The last puff of smoke masks the face of an unknown man desiring anonymity as he watches from a distance. He cannot bring himself to emerge from the shadows as the pain courses through his body and his…

  • Poem – Truth Amidst the Dark Horizon

    (1) Swimming through dark, through water, through the concept of time that is lost when we lose hope. Searching for what else is out there, searching for what we think we need. Events happen, points in life surface that take over our focus and force a look inward. In those moments we can find meaning,…

  • Poem – Layers

    Why do I spend each weekend breaking sweet and back? What does each peeled layer represent? What am I looking for? Across the water lapping at my feet the land rises to the sky and the cliffs. I dream in color, I dream in green I smell warm pine and feel my skin burn as…

  • Poem – Intersections

    At the intersection I woke to a wall cloud filled not with rain but fragments of some life I did not recognize… they elicited no emotion, only confusion, a detached sense of being… I watched the images for hours – people, faces, death, and birth. ~ I watched children play in the cold water of…

  • Why do We Fight?

    Clouds part and the setting sun burns the last rays into my eyes before disappearing behind the trees.  Such balance as each of these systems, including my just sitting here, has a role. Finally the path I am on makes sense.  Pieces from everywhere scattered to the wind are falling into place, and for the…

  • Into the Wild

    One of the primary reasons I first went to Alaska in 2007 was to visit the land immortalized in the book “Into the Wild” by Jon Krakauer.  It has been 21 years since Christopher McCandless died, but there is no shortage of controversy and opinion regarding how and why. Mr. Krakauer recently wrote an essay…

  • Why Mt. Rainier?

    Why climb Mt. Rainier?  There are other more accessible, and lower height peaks that could be attempted?  So why a mountain that on average has 2 deaths per year, one of the largest amounts of snowfalls, and many glaciers?  I first got the idea from reading “No Shortcuts to the Top”, by Ed  Viesturs.  A…

  • Poem – True Living and Being

    Part of me has died inside I feel the heavy loss on my sinking shoulders unwilling to hold the burden. I search with a half effort beneath the reamins of each day and wonder if I willingly allowed this to happen or if other powers are at play, a game I am unfamiliar with. Far…

  • Pain

    Pain is a nasty companion and sneaky. Weeks pass with no sign of him or his shadow. Then he visits. But gently. Starting with a morning headache, slight. Some throbbing, moving through each hour of the day. And the first day stretches into another as a restless nights sleep compounds the consuming constricted veins that…

  • Poem – Black Tunnel

    Photo from http://www.panoramio.com/photo/38968052 The black tunnel begins and ends with light. In between is unknown, and unwritten… Local rumors and heresy from people who may or may not have passed through speak of witchcraft, ghosts, spirits, deities, demons, and nothing but an empty black tunnel burrowed through Cathedral Mountain. Since the time I can remember, the…