Mountains and Ice

Tag: snow

  • Poem – The Scorched Field

    Across an empty field scorched with morning light I see shadows dancing along the treeline filling empty spaces. Is this my field? I remember little prior to this moment as winter has settled across the land and in the depth of winter we retreat into the awareness of self. I seek warmth from the shadows…

  • Poem – To the Darkness

    To the darkness that is ever present that is the shadow following each footstep that is the fast moving clouds – I will meet you in the empty fields filled with ten-thousand lanterns and put to rest the game we have been playing for years.

  • Poem – Winter Sky

    The winter sky holds the empty field waiting for the snow shadows to fall with silence and with peace.

  • Poem – First Snow

    Waiting patiently for the first snow. Just like a child with face pressed against the cold window pane and as soon as the first flake lands silently in the grass, they call grandma.

  • Poem – I Now Walk into the Wild

    I now walk into your arms, the words spoken in passion, black wisps of hair I brush away, your eyes a light into the soul. I now fall into your arms, your breath against my neck, I am vulnerable, exposed skin waiting for your embrace, I wait for you. I walk into the wild, the…

  • Poem – Perception and Desire

    The empty field of snow and shadow, a reflection of the desire and intent to start the day new and leave behind the past, build the best path into the future. To become what the mind desires, the field is waiting and as an extension of you and as a plane of existence in universe,…

  • Poem – In the Distant Valley

    A wanderer of the frozen lands, I stopped at the edge. A silence wrapped in wind and ice scattered across the valley and we took shelter beneath overhanging rock. In the morning after the fire we hiked 7 days to the distant valley steeped in legends of living spirits and the black wolves guarding the…

  • Poem – Through the Forest

    Through the forest with only my thoughts and the morning sun reflecting off ice and snow. Through the forest the sky moves and the cold wind shuffles and conceals. The previous days fall away, my mind begins to empty and the wind carries away the fragments. Free of what is no longer needed the feelings…

  • Poem – Rebirth

    Poem – Rebirth

    At the top of the mountain beyond the pass I stopped and looked back at the path I wandered and there were no footsteps in the powdered snow. Further beyond the talus and scree the empty field burns and I watch with waning fear as I let go of that previous version of me burning…

  • Lookout Mountain

    Early spring and the trails are still covered with snow and ice. The sun finally visits and provides warmth for the rest of the journey.

  • Poem – Standing on the Edge

    Standing on the edge of the mountains I have built I am alone and yet my content fills the valley. Shadows cross my eyes and in the that moment waves of snow and ice fall upon me from the heavens. I slept that night on the peak as the sky cleared and the crystal horizon…

  • Beasts and Shadows

  • Morning Antics

    Up with a beautiful end of January sunrise, we walked and played with spring creeping in slowly.

  • It’s a Snow Day

    A quick trip up north to get out of the house and play. I was also “gravelled” again by the small critters who like to hide seeds, corn, and other goodies in my boots.

  • Our Shadows Long for Spring