Tag: summer

  • Poem – I Touched the Moon

    The other evening under an August sky a faint Orion stood tall next to the moon. I wrapped my arms around the softness felt ancient love, a timeless longing. I touched the moon

  • Poem – Color and Sound

    The last orange highlights sink into the horizon. Thin grey clouds float across light blue sky. Red-winged blackbirds continue conversations. Across the fields and wetlands lawn-mowers cut through deep green grass. The calendar tells me it is June and with eyes closed I hear summer but this evening has settled for October.

  • Poem for Northography – Tag

    A response to the most recent writing prompt at Northography. http://www.northography.com/responses.php?stimulus_id=289 I returned to the fields of the childhood I left behind. Rows upon rows of corn stretching forever and above our heads as we ran looking behind, ahead all around; each stalk that moved could mean we were tagged, and our turn to chase each…

  • Summer 2013 Available for Download and Printing

    The Summer 2013 issue of Stone Path Review is now available for downloading as a PDF and for printing. Stone Path Review: Summer 2013 Summer issue of Stone Path Review featuring poetry, images, and the photography of Ben Coffman.

  • Summer 2013 – Stone Path Review

    The Summer 2013 issue of Stone Path Review is now published and ready for your reading and viewing pleasure. This issue features an interview with Ben Coffman; poetry by Brendan Sullivan, Changming Yuan, Les Wicks, Peycho Kanev, and Tricia Knoll; photography and drawings by A.J. Huffman, Ben Coffman, Joezel Jang, and W. Jack Savage. Thank you…

  • Summer, morning walk

    An early morning walk in the calm and cool air. Before the paths and sand become too hot, there is a peace holding each grain, each branch, and each creature that stirs. Shadows leap from treetops to limbs. The lake is flat and hugs the shoreline closely. The sun wavers in the canopy as a…

  • Stone Path Review – Summer 2013

    We are less than 6-weeks away from the next issue of Stone Path Review – www.stonepathreview.com This issue is shaping up nicely and will focus on photography art, including an an interview with a photographer, as well as a handful of awesome poems. As we have an open submission cycle, please visit our website and…

  • Early Summer Morning

    As a thunderstorm approaches from the west, I listen to various bird calls such as the robin and oriole. As more lightning flashes across rooftops, and the thunder becomes more immediate, their calls quiet. Soon, the soundscape is replaced by heavy raindrops blanketing streets, patios, and window screens with water. Further plunged into the storm,…

  • Poem – The Old Barn 2

    This is the second of three parts to the “Old Barn” poems. The Oklahoma Barn 1 In the summer of 1974, I spent 3-months with grandma and grandpa Batcher at the farm on the plains of eastern Oklahoma, surrounded by fireweed and roses. 2 I remember our second summer together, and the first road trip…

  • Sunday Morning

    Before the heat and severe storms rumble in this afternoon A robin is perched atop the wireless internet receiver A grey squirrel flaunts his semi-bushy tail The umbrella’s shadow shortens The same palette was used to paint the sky this blue.

  • A June Afternoon, Staring at the Sky

    Birds I do not know the name of. Small collections of cotton from the aptly named cotton wood tree. A robin flying from the neighbors roof to a tree in the yard. Deep blue azure background to the expanding and contracting white clouds. A Delta airplane, and then another I did not recognize. Swaying tree…

  • Something is Missing

    What the hell happened to spring?  Winter has quickly left our thawed memories and spring has sprung for the time being.  Thoughts of rolling white slopes turn to the chaos of natures pointed words. Soon the skies will be filled with dark clouds from far reaches of open fields, across the plains of northern lands,…