The Guardians

The Guardians The guardians tower above They’ve stood here for millennia Silence, stillness, stalwart Awe The oceans have smacked persistent Never stopping, never wavering Yet still they stand their ground Keeping watch, their beauty abounds Keeping watch with their peaks in the mists   I’m not quite sure I’ve known such bliss As being in…

Impossibilities

Impossibilities It is nearly impossible For a poet to walk by a flower And not be captivated Captured by beauty To pause for a moment Or for maybe almost an hour This brevity tends to be the normal for me    

Beginning Anew

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…

Because

  Because Your love brings music to my soul Passion to my doldrums Peace to my chaos Serenity to my wind tossed seas So in gratefulness to my knees I bow And ask you to marry me all over again Again and again And again and again To call you my wife, my lover, my…

Emerge

 Emerge I have stayed in my place Rooted into the deep cool earth Surrounded by design and purpose Yet my branches were barren and cold I felt I might be getting too old And shivered at the thought of the end   But then the daylight grew longer The chill of the night began to…

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….

Sighs

    Sighs There are days I want to quit my poetry Then I have to ask the question “why?” It seems no one really reads it much No one really cares It seems if there’s no wild video attached Nothing that catches stares Then it is to be avoided, discarded   We can’t be…

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…