Sometimes at murky lake with the tall tales
Breaking a green sealant on runny marsh
Some endure, some only submerge
Others go deep below into darkness
They say they stay that way sometimes
The animals chirp and play in the trees
As I walk through the calm autumn breeze
Such a lovely day, the sun shines down
leaves are turning and falling to the ground.
Gliding along this common path
A whistle in the wood,
A silence in the soul,
A mirage in the mire,
Skies grow vast and dark.
Here, within the trees, she dares to dream.
The silver fog swallows he...
As the clock steadily tick-tocks, we’re reminded of our dreams like the morning dew drops
The sun peaks and for a moment time stops, we realize the power of the sunrise is the power of our thoughts
It is the colours of the sky It was the rays of the sun It was the white in the clouds It is the thin air It was the pink trees It is the warmth of the sand It wa(i)s the cold clear water It was the b...
The stereotypes of winter only slightly differ,
to some they only like it because they can get
away with mixing Eggnog with their liquor.
Others however have a different opinion,
and here are some exa...
there's an orange sunset seeping into the horizon. a horizon you see every day. lined with sycamores, with weeping willows, with sturdy oaks and fraying shrubs. squirrels scold. goldfinches trill. a s...
In my tree top
I travel with caution
no leaf stirs
no unwanted attention
my strong arms
hug the tree
as I find
and crispy leaf. Upside down I smile
from here your
world looks funny, t...
I look at the house of my childhood and forget about the magic that was once here. All I see is the broken stairs, the ivy that has been there since my childhood that had taken over the side of the ho...
You look beautiful today.
I caught you.
I caught you in a dance. I wonder what you hear.
What song causes you to move the way you do?
Is it fast or slow? Is it filled with harmonious whistling accompa...
Through the woods, I see more than before, as if the woods have become thinner, like a middle aged man's hair. As a child, these woods were always thicker, harder to see through, leaving the question ...
True to eyes that dwell in great wonder gasping at the scenic view yearning to lie in the purple bed flowed like a blanket in such harmony across the meadow deep, oh how silent and caressing that woul...
Complacency is the leading cause of injury in the workplace. Cut keys too many times without using your gloves and you might get cut.
Put the ladder away improperly and it may collapse on someone.
"I am a mess”
I say, more sure of it than before I was 22
And less sure of why. “I am a mess”
I say, unapologetically, not seeking councel
It’s a matter of fact. “I am a mess I say, replaying Joni Mit...
The flame As the flame flickers, I look deep in its core
Hypnotic as I watch the dance
My mind mediated as it plays with my eyes
Its warmth touches me as I relax under the cold sky
With a spit and cac...
The clouds they hover with no remorse, with dark, with dim, with gloom;
Rain soaks our hair, our clothes, our shoes, the walls of every room.
Nothing can protect us now, nothing to keep us dry, Not yo...
Archaeology Flint arrowheads
a War of 1812 uniform button
and metal Cola bottle tops
…and my hands
sifting moist soil
Today is a dream
fading into obscurity
A century or more ago
my present reality
with the whispers of the gentle breeze and golden shadows caressing with a glow, how many footsteps walk this path with precious moments treasured with eyes and hearts that smile contentment that begi...