Tag: field

  • Poem – The Way Forward

    Path through the moonlit forest. Shadows follow like thoughts. Trees fold in half after I pass and where I came from disappears. The way forward continues as the moon is consumed by dewdrops clinging to each fern and ends in the lantern lit field.

  • Poem – Shifted Wolves

    From the collection “Beyond the Border Kingdom“. (1) In dreams the white wolf stands beside the black wolf Emerging from unnamed star fields walking across a bridge of light against gravity against laws of physics. I felt no fear. I felt no fear. Distant galaxies produce and consume light. Skewed and shifted before arriving here…

  • Poem – What the Fields Hide

    Leaving behind the city we pass the line separating concrete and dirt path. Recent snow has hardened and crunches with each step. I pause and silence myself and hear ravens nearby. I pause and hold my breath and imagine what secrets are beneath the empty field.

  • Poem – Winter’s Song

    I lost my breath in the empty field. Lost in the blinding snow. Thrown over the mountain tops. In the silence I heard winter’s song. I ran across the iced field in near darkness my bare feet light and swift as I cast no shadow and left no trace. I ran across the iced field…

  • Poem – Roots

    I walk the worn dirt path circling the overgrown fields where the winds have abated and the grass, flowers, and trees have grown deep roots while the land has gone back in time before the cities of industry.

  • Poem – Vow

    I fear not the process, the natural end of this time here as I prepare for the next. I only fear the method and I vow to meet it’s messenger on my field with sword in hand beneath the white petals.

  • Poem – White Snow

    White snow absent of mind dusts, absent of tree shadows and raven wings. White snow becomes the moon filled river. White snow becomes the expanding horizon. White snow becomes what we bring, what we perceive. An empty canvas, the empty field becomes a blank page and the contents of our full minds, the charged emotions…

  • Poem – Boundaries and Borders That We Find That We Cross

    Standing at the shoreline I awake when the sun peaks over the horizon and the waves crawl across frozen rock and cover my feet. I do not know how long I have been here at this border between the land and the sea. I have vague recollections of why I am here. You see, years…

  • Poem – Fields (continued as the lantern disappears)

    Fields 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 (1) Shining brilliantly through grey fog hugging the soaked ground the light I cannot see is there in my mind, there in my eyes. Fading snow cover reveals the field I have been searching for the field anchored by one lantern surrounded by ten-thousand trees. “Pick up the lantern…

  • Poem – Fields (continued as the lantern grows brighter)

    Shining brilliantly through grey fog hugging the soaked ground the light I cannot see is there in my mind, there in my eyes. Fading snow cover reveals the field I have been searching for the field anchored by one lantern surrounded by ten-thousand trees. “Pick up the lantern and in the light turn yourself around,…