Poem – Storms
The godless faces of clouds move storms forward with voiceless commands. Building from the horizon they float in...
Poem – When the Tree Speaks My Name
Weeks have passed since my last visit. Jack pine needles blanket the pole barn’s roof a painting of...
Poem – I Touched the Sun
The other morning I touched the sun newly risen each ray spread into the valley creates the shadows...
Poem – Color and Sound
The last orange highlights sink into the horizon. Thin grey clouds float across light blue sky. Red-winged blackbirds...
Alaska – Featured on Hopper
Somehow a poem and photo from Alaska that I took last year ended up on Hopper. http://www.hopper.com/activity/I1DU/1Vtk/matanuska-glacier-alaska
Poem – Absentia #1
Absent of light the earth gathers itself reaching out to dark corners and pulling back that which strayed....
Poem – Home
To mom and pops Light edges across the roof giving rise to my shadow. With eyes closed I...
Poem – Stars
As evening settles in I wait for Leroy as she watches the tree line. I feel we are...
Poem – Morning Light
There is the perfect moment – birds sing, the wind circles the body, dogs lay and sniff the...
May 2014 Issue of Shambhala Sun
Just read three wonderful articles in the latest issue of Shambhala Sun that I wanted to share. Going...
Essay – Guides and Turning Points
How did I get here? An important question I throw into the air while reading, writing, and drinking...
Poem – As Years Pass
A quiet moment as the sun sets. Fields emerging from thinning snow. What is distant is near –...
Poem – Untitled
Sometimes word just get in the way of the image. The image speaks everything we want to say...