Weeds and Wildflowers

I’ve lost myself in a wilderness Not entirely of  My own making though  It does have roots in  My sloth, laziness I guess, My unwillingness ...

 On the eve of solstice I find I am unable to stay inside, My notion to prepare our dinner At a reasonable time just floats away, and Though...

Oh the sky,   Looking out the window  Into the dark before Sleep, emotions admixed into  Deepest weariness,  And it is, in this hour Barely ...

I sit outside on the front porch Once in a while, on a late-lit afternoon I come here  To look east across a reminding sky  Rarely telling e...

For George  April 11, 2022 In long years now suddenly past Memories float before we understand  That they are the realness of all that We ha...

In the precious dark comes Early spring  I know we have winter, iced miles  To go But Connection Survives the temporal and I do not wish to ...

I navigate  Answers, or at least  perspective Abound, in these crazed, snow- Wrapped fields,  Shards of memory buried in  An unend of winter...