Poem – Woods
In the woods we take the worn path of hard dirt and decaying leaves following the recent activities...
Poem – Temporal
Passing beneath and over bridges the road opens into the sleeping city. Distant streetlights reflect off glass windows...
Poem – Watching
The sleepy sun is just raising one eye when we walk onto the patio, one dog on each...
Poem – Mirror
The last ice melts and beneath the morning sun the pond is calm. Oak and grasses lean into...
Poem – Ode to the Moon
Dear sweet moon – staring at me when I stumble out the door at 4am. Your gaze and...
Poem – Machines That Move Earth
(1) Putting aside hollywood notions of machine versus man – September morning is hidden in fog, coated with...
Poem – I Touched the Sun
The other morning I touched the sun newly risen each ray spread into the valley creates the shadows...
Poem – Morning Light
There is the perfect moment – birds sing, the wind circles the body, dogs lay and sniff the...
Poem – Morning purple sky
Morning purple sky becomes a thick icy fog consuming the landscape until the only path, the only way...
Summer, morning walk
An early morning walk in the calm and cool air. Before the paths and sand become too hot,...
Sunday Morning
Before the heat and severe storms rumble in this afternoon A robin is perched atop the wireless internet...