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Poem – Witnessing Time
Deep into the frozen land we venture. Holding hands with no words spoken. Miles away mountain shadows grow as the sun appears. Like old film stuttering and jumping we desperately hold to this place to this moment. Fading between gusts of wind we taste the other side the other world the other dimension some…
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Poem – Transitions
Through our normal daily lives, time consistently pushes us forward toward goals and moments we may or may not be aware of. We are on this train, sometimes without a conductor, but most times with no way to pause or exit that train. While in some regards, the choosing of what defines our view of…
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Poem – More Questions Than Answers
That crossroad we come to in moments of stress and blocks, the struggle choking rational thoughts, the behavior, the actions – this is not me. How did this happen? How did I get here? Change is subtle and patient. One day we vow to find balance, to live and act a certain way, to be,…
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Poem – Tomorrow’s Lesson
As my years here have grown, and the world around shrinks, the uncertainty of time increases, and if I only learn one thing in this life, it is this: Cherish today, the people, animals, trees, right here in your grasp, as tomorrow they may slip away. Tomorrow may arrive, or it may not.
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Poem – Beneath the Setting Sun
When I see the evening sun gracefully fall into the forest and the last rays sweep across the sky I hear the slow progression of cello and violin as the music makes room in me for these rare moments and feelings of peace. I have been down that road many times in this life hoping…
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Poem – This Planet
Beyond the fields of flowers reaching the horizon, another field exists reaching beyond the stars. This home, this planet floats in the endless expanse of space though fields of time and gravity. We harvest the land and pull sustenance from the earth, while we gaze upon the heavens and the possibility of other life.
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Poem – A Childhood in Retrospect
Shifting through photos I feel no connection, no recognition to the person with time and years ahead of them, looking to the future. Pausing at one in particular in the midst of summer, oak leaves burning with white light, the sun slowly fading into the horizon behind the hill at the street’s end. What was…
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Poem – Across the Salted Plains
Across the salted plains We watch the sun fall The moon rise The machines sleep. In dreams spaced by 100 years I see you on the highest peak Of the homeland we once Ruled together. I woke in the snow blanketed forest Facing the morning sky. Tenants of dreams fill each fiber and neuron, I…
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Poem – Arrival
Turning back with empty hands they find the path along the river. Rain begins as they near the forest and where they last arrived. Stopping at the treeline they wait through changing seasons. – to be continued –
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Poem – A Reflection in Time
The child stares into the mirror of the adult he is to become and both wonder why. the adult sees a child running through sand ahead of the waves and the look of amazement when birds take flight the child sees an adult lost black eyes cold and the look of bewilderment when he realizes…