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Alaska 2013 – Thoughts and Random Photos
Day 1 in Anchorage, AK. It has been 6-years since I have been here, in Anchorage. Has anything changed? Here, me? Previously I had specific goals and decisions to make during my time. Reflecting back on that time, the space I was within was turbulent, fuzzy, chaotic, twisting and turning in some kind of vortex.…
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Poem – Winter’s Last Stand
Listening to Hildur Gudnadottir as winter makes a last stand and we retreat indoors to watch this spectacle and hear the pine trees bending against the cabin roof. Liquid dreams caught in rabid waves the grayish sea with green and blue deep undertones blends into the sky. Seagulls and ravens aloft squint as ice pellets…
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Poem – Black Horse
In scattered dreams I am Visited at sunrise Across the sea By the black horse Of myths and legend. Appearing from nowhere It arrives everywhere The echo of heavy hoofs Filling the woodlands. Its presence intimidating Its stare daunting, until You approach and this Gift from god bows Its head at your touch.
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Time
At the risk of revealing my physical age, my 20-year high school reunion is happening sometime this year. I refuse to remember when, or acknowledge this fact. As time has passed, which is inevitable, and moving forward beneath our feet, (however we can control our path within that), I have learned to let go of…
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Belief
Constant waves forming at a great distance make their journey to all of the shorelines never tiring, never stopping, like questions that plague the mind, like the constant flow of energy within and without. The waves color, their shape, from a painting of lands lost to natures power, of an ancient time when the spirit’s…
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At Sea
The midnight sun greets each sailor lost at sea, searching for a port sheltered from the wind-swept ocean off the coast of Brimnes. A swell battering against the hull… Knock… Knock… Ancient trees, glued together, forming the skeleton of my vessel cracking and swaying its moan echoes across the ocean the lighted gateway shimmers across…
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The Meeting
Two beings stand at the Infinite boundary between The sea and the fields. To each only minutes have Passed and the 20 years of Silence was just yesterday And what was still is. Hand in hand they now watch The sunset and its Reflection in the azure waters.