Tree on Cliff
We have been visiting this location on Lake Superior for 10-years. Through every season and every weather pattern....
Poem – Into the Shadows
Holding up the sky as morning settles into the fields. We pass beneath the ancient canopy and quietly...
Poem – Empty
With an empty mind free of obstructions we can see and hear everything. Each leaf in the tree...
Poem – Beyond Control
I move across the empty fields toward the tree line and pause. There are shadows and things unseen...
Poem – Hope
As the sun sets on another day and the weight of each person’s burden, responsibilities, and hopelessness reach...
Poem – What the Fields Hide
Leaving behind the city we pass the line separating concrete and dirt path. Recent snow has hardened and...
Poem – Closer to Home
The present reality defined by actions and the current environment. Layer upon layer the past still present the...
Dogs of Spring #3
Spent the weekend chipping fallen trees and pulling stumps. Had enough time leftover to spend with the evening...
Dogs of Spring #2
The day after clearing part of the forest, me and the big dog enjoyed a leisurely walk beneath...
Poem – Matter
Sitting on the warm patio the afternoon sun is calm and soothing. The wind from the north is...
Poem – The Dark Drifting Upon the Snow
Winter evening in mid-December. The sun set hours ago and cold is descending from the heavens, there are...
Poem – The Day Wisdom Came from the Clouds Above
(1) Summer months fell into the autumn. Mist clung to pine before the sun rose. Brown needles falling...
Poem – Machines That Move Earth
(1) Putting aside hollywood notions of machine versus man – September morning is hidden in fog, coated with...