Freedom’s Choice

 Freedom’s Choice Such startling contrasts Often get our attention We often question why When pain and suffering enter in Yet in the midst of all of that raucous din We seem to forget to ask why All the beauty and majesty are there as well   Sometimes as small as the hermit crab’s shell Sometimes…

Hope

Hope Today I felt the heavy pain of the land Entire forests burned, charred Entire mountains with blackened scars The leaves of the valley oaks dulled orange Not from autumn skies But from death Demise Destruction Yet then there is this An angel in the skies bringing life Color Salmon and periwinkle Coral and slate…

Windowsill

  I usually don’t explain my poems, and this one today may seem so trivial and simple, but I must explain it. I live in Redding, CA where we just experienced one of the most devastating fires in California history. Entire neighborhood blocks are gone, burned to nothing but ash and rubble and chimneys. Burned…