Weeds and Wildflowers

Yellow moon, Round spotlight in an Early wintery morning, Fog lifting from the Frosted fields, a Close porous mantle 'round The re...

Russet on the golden miles The swaths of bracken bronzing  Into nestled corm to sleep Amid the thistle and scrub pine Giving way to ...

It's hard, Really hard to keep  This train on the track. Some days I don't do well at all Trying to do this, And if I give...

Heat is too high In the house,  The metrics of the change, Dew point And humidity, the stillness Of the wind I'm trying to beck...

I was standing  In the dim barn, watching as The swallows swooped, Diving under old rafters And stirring up near-dusk. From that...

Lightening moves through, Off to the northwest Like vapors, Pushing away a storm  That is sometimes best to bypass. I suppose ...

There are people like me Sitting in the edges of the wind Wondering how we manifest  What we know as the elders we are Connected by ...