red birdYou touched my hand– your grip, gentle and strong. You ate from my palm– your appetite fierce and restrained. You gave me your trust…Jan 19, 2023Jan 19, 2023
You in the SmokiesWe drove on your roads looking all around. We listened to bluegrass on our way–northbound.Jan 4, 2023Jan 4, 2023
the wise elder, WaterYour waves are rough. Not too rough — choppy, inconsistent, unsettled. They feel like a metaphor for me.Sep 21, 2022Sep 21, 2022
wonder of WildnessEven in my frail state the wildness of Her astounds. Perhaps because of my nakedness, I truly appreciate Her wonder.Apr 30, 2022Apr 30, 2022
your last daysYou just aren’t ready to release me. You aren’t ready to say goodbye. I walk between your grey sky and damp earth as the wind nips at my…Mar 25, 2022Mar 25, 2022
in your own timeI come to you, this spot on your shore, when my heart calls out —Jan 30, 2022Jan 30, 2022
a winter offeringin an instant, my heartbeat slows. the warmth of the Sun kisses my cheek. cool air fills my lungs with cleansing life. senses heighten.Jan 13, 2022Jan 13, 2022
now I see.the Sun’s light twinkles between the trees illuminating patches of bark and vines and leaves. What is it you want me to see, I ask her.Jan 9, 2022Jan 9, 2022
