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Autumn Thoughts
Speeding through November with December around the corner, a pause is warranted in the daily flow to reflect,...
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Poem – Into the Shadows
Holding up the sky as morning settles into the fields. We pass beneath the ancient canopy and quietly...
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Poem – Mountain Dust
Mountains cast their shadows across my face as the distant river fills the canyon heading toward the sea....
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Poem – At the End of the Day
Cast from expectations of treeless horizons and concrete enforced cities, we landed here within the forest which quickly...
Poem – Shadows
Thoughts and memories buried deep in our minds originating from time so long ago and across vast distances...
Poem – Witnessing Time
Deep into the frozen land we venture. Holding hands with no words spoken. Miles away mountain shadows...
Poem – Transitions
Through our normal daily lives, time consistently pushes us forward toward goals and moments we may or may...
Poem – What is Left
I see shadows drifting behind the trees. Across the wetlands dogs bark, a warning of coyotes stirring about....
Poem – This Unknown Path They Created
(1) The march from across the fields and sea signals it is time. Are they peering across the...
Poem – Night Becomes the Day
The empty fields will breath darkness until giving way to the increasing light. What today is hidden in...
Poem – The Scorched Field
Across an empty field scorched with morning light I see shadows dancing along the treeline filling empty spaces....
Poem – Winter Sky
The winter sky holds the empty field waiting for the snow shadows to fall with silence and with...
Poem – Perception and Desire
The empty field of snow and shadow, a reflection of the desire and intent to start the day...
Poem – The Border Kingdom
(1) We drive the dusty road east from the mountains toward the flat land not divulging any secrets...
Poem – Beyond Control
I move across the empty fields toward the tree line and pause. There are shadows and things unseen...