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Poem – Falling Snow
Snow falls unimpeded landing Softly in open fields. Devoid of trees, fences, buildings Except for scattered rock outcroppings. Snow thinly covers a single bison Its skeleton quiet beneath an oak tree. An abandoned dirt road borders the eastern edge The other borders are miles from here. On clear and silent evenings you Can hear the…
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Poem – Into the Wild
I stand… Atop the snow-covered mountain above the tree line the valley split and pocked by spring fed river. Miles in every direction other mountains rise to meet the cloud deck and beyond toward the sun, heaven. Into this space I have travelled following raw instinct and primal energy. Feelings deep within I do not…
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Winter’s Last Stand
Spent the weekend clearing the last visages of winter as snow and ice had become 5-foot tall hills. Beneath the mounds, earth sprang forth with cold water, brown and reddish mud, and single blades of green grass. Spring has been dormant, waiting for the veil to be removed. Early dusk light scatters through curved pine…
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Poem – Black Swan
Emerging from the prairie and the ancient oak roots. numb, cold, senses fall away, the threads loosen, bonds stretched, there is light out there, somewhere, but here, where I stand, the shadows gather and meander in tight patterns around my feet and over my head, into the canopy, and cold infiltrates each layer and as…
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Alaska Photos
I finally added photo galleries from 3 trips to Alaska. They can be viewed here. 2007 2010 2012
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Lutsen Basked in Light
A few photos from a recent trip to Lutsen on Lake Superior. Basked in cold light the shoreline glowed with radiant heat from the sun transitioning from Winter to Spring.
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Poem – Snowy Field
Across the snowy field no footprints. Streetlights brighter further the sun sinks. Cold begins to creep in upon the winds back. Ice pellets tiny and hard against our shielded eyes. In the midst of winter I begin to understand. The sky above the great wind blows. Truths of times passage unaware of past, present, future.…
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Christmas Day, Lutsen
Christmas Day brings thoughts of family, friends, beliefs and what helps us to get through each day. We headed north into the cold and snow to spend the time within nature, at the beckon call of deer and raven, and fell asleep each day to the methodical splashing of water on the frozen shoreline. Rising…
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From the Outside
(1) Flowing from cement into the gutters glistening under the morning sun we are not alone the mind turned inside out presents the hidden secrets and crevasses to the environment and the last thought or image is taken within to be remembered forever. An outsider sees no difference cannot determine the source the entity that…
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Rain
The sky opened. Beneath brimmed hat I smiled. If I cannot have snow, bring me rain, Washing away the earths veil of winter. Spring’s palette overrun with grey before hazy blue makes an appearance. In the evening I am engulfed within warm orange and purple light.