Boulders & White Pine
a forest can speak without sentences every wind is an exclamation pointing to sunlight through shade; a breath puffs the … Continue reading Boulders & White Pine
Air & Scenery
boats bubble across the water dragging white fluffies along the way hey! not so fast, make the afternoon bless memories … Continue reading Air & Scenery
Frustration
By daylight, not paying attention to where except in shadow, onery curtains measure out light. Unfinished poem ending here due … Continue reading Frustration
Not Every Leaf Floats
Not every leaf floats freely.Some may stop to rest.Other things dress the woodswith sounds, scents and movement.Farther into the forest,these … Continue reading Not Every Leaf Floats
Dust Cloths
When there is despairslipping, like a sock undera heel, farther and fartherdown until a lump linepresses into my foot,perspective by … Continue reading Dust Cloths
Hasopen Road Poetry 
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