• Poetry

    The Pond

    A massNo movementLight snow covers the surfaceSolid ice into the depths Small birds long for fishNo chanceThe still air brings strained silenceWhites and Greys all aroundA clean canvas Sunlight barely peeks through the cloudsIts last minute attempt to warm the landWe enter the time of reverencePart of the organismOne

  • Poetry

    Jealous Atmosphere

    A presenceA feelingA loyal best friendLingering throughout the dayIt waitsJealous for attentionDeliberate as the NightMaking your world smallerContainedCreating borders for the eyesBridging earth and skyInciting fear among the nativesBringing artists inspirationDelightful precipitationHow dull is life without you?

  • Poetry

    Look Up

    Look up, I say Look up from your phone The virtual world with you on the throne Look at yourself, all bent out of shape Your spine curving forward Your fingers might break I promise, you’ll make it Just fifty feet more The door to the restroom I know it’s a bore Look out, there’s a person Yes, a human you know They wait for your smile Disappointment they show Glance out the window Take in the view Life in high definition Three-dimensional too

  • Reflections

    Winter in the Snow

    This week began with a surprise as we started the season early with an even four inches of snowfall covering the ground.  I can’t explain why I was surprised, but I was excited, all the same.  The end of the year is less than three weeks away and I have been making some changes in my life.  My theory is that an early start will keep the momentum going as we enter the new year.  The next few months here will be trying for most.  We are quickly approaching less than 9 hours of daylight and gray skies for a week…

  • Poetry

    Visual Cues

    Suspended Above the ground Like the tiny snowflakes that dance just outside Never to reach their destination Shielded from the bitter cold These walls of glass expose a fantasy Safe and warm, I observe the world Embrace the beauty, ignore the struggle Faded yellows and greens peek through the blanket of white Crops slowly dying after the recent harvest Dormant until Spring No insulation from the elements The dim sky wanes into darkness We conquer this small distraction We resist the emptiness Our powers are undeniable