Tag: future

  • Poem – Boundaries

    The boundary between the empty field and the old pine forest transports me from the confines of my mind into the ancient memories of childhood. Walking between the giants, they hold up the sky as I listen to each one and feel the warmth rising from the earth. They were here before me and they…

  • Poem – More Questions Than Answers

    That crossroad we come to in moments of stress and blocks, the struggle choking rational thoughts, the behavior, the actions – this is not me. How did this happen? How did I get here? Change is subtle and patient. One day we vow to find balance, to live and act a certain way, to be,…

  • Poem – Direct Dreams

    In the fractured sleep of night’s immersed in dreams based in nothing familiar or known, one word repeated over and over – direct. I watched power-less as background images of tall buildings, lattice, and cross-stitched patterns rotated and approached my view with ever increasing velocity. At the end (or beginning) of a tunnel bathed in…

  • Returning from Alaska

    Returning from an Alaskan retreat, I am different. Nothing earth shattering and most likely not noticeable to most people I come into contact with. Back home, the sky has not changed, the trees stand tall against the summer blue, and the grass is coarse from overdue rain. Obligations, bills, demands, job – waited at the…

  • Poem – Memories

    At the dawn of each day our past experiences become memories frozen in the depths of our mind, kept safe until we need a reminder of how we got here.

  • Poem – Across the Salted Plains

    Across the salted plains We watch the sun fall The moon rise The machines sleep. In dreams spaced by 100 years I see you on the highest peak Of the homeland we once Ruled together. I woke in the snow blanketed forest Facing the morning sky. Tenants of dreams fill each fiber and neuron, I…

  • Poem – Emerging

    Emerging from the forest through the last barrier of this life, beasts of the past intertwined with shadows roam through the open field playing out their purpose. Standing out of their way as I am a visitor passing to the next life. Crossing the field I am met by concrete and metal machines. Is this…

  • Poem – Transformation

    I watch the sun rise from distant cold moving water. White-capped waves emerge from the horizon and over time they will arrive at my feet standing on the rock strewn shoreline covered in clear ice. I imagine staying here through the passing months when the deep winter takes hold of this land and my body…

  • Poem – In This Life

    I see the day slip into the night and the trees I am surrounded by reach into the darkness. In another life after I am the same essence in a metallic shell. In another life before I am the farmer clearing fields for wheat and corn. In this life now I am the culmination of…

  • Poem – A Prelude (Beyond Now, Infinite Outcomes Merged Into Singularity)

    We create machines from the technology we discover and in the pursuit of higher knowledge we imbue our intellect, instincts, and capacity to explore and wonder into these machines. And we wonder what could go wrong. In a dystopian future… At what point does a thing pass over a human defined line and become a…