Dream

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Did I die that night
Beneath accidental stars
To faded sounds of the city

When my eyes closed
And I was sure

Is this the result
Of a dream
Now real

Or is this life,
And that ending
Just a dream

Stoic

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Unmarked Path

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Alone with thoughts
Beyond the road
Where dawn sings
Where birds shine

Bowing arboretum
Rustling a welcome
Where one is all
Where all are one

No signs in sight
To point the way
Where dawn sings
Where birds shine

Stoic

 

Walk

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It is cold
I am cold
In more ways than one

A world pulls
Take the bait
In shade without a sun

“Pain is real”
I tell myself
Yet I am still here

So I walk
Each little step
And every tear

Life up close
A narrow lens
A world within a world

Belies a truth
I have known
Forgive this life and unfurl

Stoic.

 

Rockies

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Spindrifts, 14,000 feet at dawn
Ride a Devils Backbone
Where few have ever gone

A step across the great divide
The Continental Rift
One foot on either side

Thundering voices all around
Wind, granite, sage
In wonder without a sound

Sights beyond words, I have seen
Awed to stand before
These places I have been

Stoic

 

Through The Years

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In time all things fall
Insanity softens to understanding
It was not that, ever
Simply a Truth, beyond its time

Embraced, reconciled
Never apart, but finally accepted
Maybe known before its time
I was, am, that I always was

Now to feel more, and think less
Silence is no longer boredom
It never was, yet was unheeded
I am finally enjoying the play
And I applaud

Stoic.

 

Storm

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Photo: Courtesy of John Kelsey

Storms knife edge
Slicing into being
Cutting deep
Calloused scars open

Healing yet again
Heart still beating
Never doubtful
Never fall

Stoic

 
Storms knife edge
Slice into being
Cut deeply
Calloused scars open

Healed yet again
Heart still beats
Never doubtful
Never fall

Stoic