Tag Archives: white

Another Winter

Spring fell into an early winter. We scramble to remember how cold was last year? How much snow? Where is that puffy jacket? With little warning, no fanfare, the sky settles into the land, wrapping grey arms around each tree. The road home follows that reddish path mixed with wet snow into a hazy transition […]
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If Jackson Pollock was a photographer – #19

I imagine one his photographs might look like this:

Pockets and Nests

The northern cold and snow arrived late this year. Huddled against the wind we walk icy paths to the hilltop. A clear view of the cloud-skewed sky. Pockets of white, grey, and rare blue. Various footprints scattered from trees to grasses. We stop briefly to admire the apparent stillness when only the wind is heard, […]
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Poem – The Road

The road into the distant sky seems untouchable, the journey seems impossible, but this is the start, this is only the beginning, if I choose to walk. I return to that road whenever direction is needed whenever I need a reminder of the path at my feet that I choose to forget. How to bring […]
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Hide and Seek with the Morning Sun

Hide and seek with the morning sun as we emerge form a deep freeze in MN.

Poem – Escape Within Cartoons

Snow begins to cover the empty field as the trees hold up the graying sky. I want to bury my head into the snow and mud, I want to find a way into the earth, while I do not understand where this world is going and the heavy thoughts, and when I lift my head […]
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Poem – Becoming Winter

For now I am the winter beneath the mask revealed beneath the cold water of the sea. Eyes open to the sky above the surface breath held as snow begins. For now I am the winter overtaking the autumn slowing rivers and lakes the graying sky swallows the sun. For now I am the winter […]
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Poem – Path Cast From Dreams

Emerging from the depths, wrangling free from its grips, I took the only path I knew, the only path that still made sense. Cast from recent dreams the path wavered and moved as I passed through, the grey sky dripped with bright colors painting the trees and grasses. jpg”>

Poem – Direct Dreams

In the fractured sleep of night’s immersed in dreams based in nothing familiar or known, one word repeated over and over – direct. I watched power-less as background images of tall buildings, lattice, and cross-stitched patterns rotated and approached my view with ever increasing velocity. At the end (or beginning) of a tunnel bathed in […]
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Poem – Pathway

I see a life in the distance away from here and this moment of loss. I see a change on the horizon away from the struggle and terror. I see above a way forward through the pathway to the heavens.