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 – Welcome
Tears fall upon the lotus growing near the red water. A robed figure walks the dirt path from...
Poem – Stars
As evening settles in I wait for Leroy as she watches the tree line. I feel we are...
Fields of Snow
A foot of new powder, deep blue skies, and a quiet afternoon of snowshoeing. Nature’s fury becomes the...
The Search, Revisited
The goal is not to chase and find enlightenment – it is already within. The goal and path...
The Guardians of Silver Lake
Minnesota. Negative 10. Snow and beautiful sunshine. The trail is empty. The sky is clear. The snow crunches....
Poem – Morning purple sky
Morning purple sky becomes a thick icy fog consuming the landscape until the only path, the only way...
Poem – Walk, this winter evening
Early winter walk around the lake hidden within the city. Further in and background noise fades to nothing....
Trail Building and Fall
Fall is the perfect time of year for building trails through the woods. Most tree leaves have fallen,...
Poem – Concrete Supernova
“Where are you from?” She turned, looking over her shoulder, and motioned toward the forest. The forest I...
Rain and Fall
A beautiful early fall day in Minnesota. Grey clouds let go of rain upon the yellow, red, and...
Every End Leads to a Beginning
The last day of September leads quietly into October. Summer takes one last swipe before fall takes the...
Alaska 2013 – Thoughts and Random Photos
Day 1 in Anchorage, AK. It has been 6-years since I have been here, in Anchorage. Has anything...