Beginning Anew It’s frightening beginning all over again Frightening But necessary Often every day Often every few minutes I have to start again Humbly change course to the new I wish that steady courses were all too true But alas they are not Only change is the Rorschach’s blot That determines whether I…
Questions
I have been struggling mightily with writing and with life in general. However, today I realized that poetry can be born right out of that struggle. Writing about not wanting to write conquers writer’s block. So I hope you enjoy this poem today which is a word picture of a wrestling match I’ve been partaking…
The Stone
I follow a blog here on Word Press entitled “Walking with a Smacked Pentax.” It’s a fascinating blog written by James Elkington. He walks about the lands of Scotland, Northern England, and Wales taking photographs and telling stories of the areas he is photographing. It’s a great blog and I think I love it most…
Universe (Microcosm)
By California standards it has been cold and rainy for the last several days. So today, when the sun came bursting out and the mountains decided to show off their new snow clothes, I decided to get outside and make some Vitamin D. I sat down and looked at the ground to see what you…
The Burning (One)
I live here in this land I was just moving along In the same routine as always Moving, meandering aimlessly along The sky was darkening But it was getting brighter all the same I thought I heard it whisper my name But then I thought I must have been in the narrow hallways For…
Daffodil
Last year around this time I was cranking out some serious poetry. This year it seems I just stare at the screen. That can be quite frustrating. So forgive me if today’s post seems labored, because it somewhat was. However, as is usual, once I get started it seems some goodness always comes from it….
Empty Train
Empty Train I was sitting in the park today Reading a good book Watching my young children play I heard the sound of the approaching train Off in the distance Beyond the river The train came by Crossing the river on the great, high bridge Making quite the commotion Stopping the traffic Turning heads…
Turn Aside (again)
In a year where I am convinced a major theme for me is “Rest and Restoration” I have had some crazy, crazy days. So much so I haven’t written much at all. So the other day I am heading in for another busy day, and….well…I’ll let the poem tell you the rest. Turn Aside I…
Eighteen Theme
I hadn’t written any poetry yet for 2018, but today it simply began to flow and I just went with it. I think the theme of 2018 is going to be rest and restoration, and what brings that about is beauty and joy and delight. So, I hope that this piece will get your year…
