Poem – When the Tree Speaks My Name
Weeks have passed since my last visit. Jack pine needles blanket the pole barn’s roof a painting of...
Poem – Eyes
“Your eyes are closed”. “I’m not sleeping”. That I cannot see through light reflection and absorption I see...
From a Puppy
We brought Leroy home in early 2011, shortly after I returned from Alaska. I was apprehensive of bringing...
A Boy and His Dog
Childhood memories of running through the yard, of dirt being kicked up, of throwing a ball and a...
Poem – Excerpt #2 from Sand Shadows
The following are excerpts from a new piece I am writing called “Sand Shadows”. Excerpt #2 Grey sky...
Poem – From Sand Shadows
The following is from a new piece I am writing called “Sand Shadows”. Sitting at the stone table...
Ed Viesturs: A Perspective on Mt. Everest
A brief video of Ed Viesturs talking about the Khumba Icefall and the recent tragedy on Mt. Everest.
Poem – What We Must Do
In the first light of day we head from the city into the greening forest filled with bird...
Poem – Absentia #1
Absent of light the earth gathers itself reaching out to dark corners and pulling back that which strayed....
Poem – Another Life
In another life, defined by just one different choice, I walk next to you as you lead us...
Poem – Into the Mountains
Downtown Denver. Light seeps through spaces between tall buildings. Life on the streets waken – traffic, voices, birds....
If Jackson Pollock was a photographer, #1
I imagine one of his photos would look like this:
Morning Thoughts
Each room flooded with light. The floor is warm and fuzzy and in the middle the puppy sleeps....
Poem – That Delicate Balance
I listen and watch the stories unfold of tragedy and unrest of the mountains unease. There is no...