Friday, March 30, 2018

Crooked Tree In Snow

Wintry wind sweeps in freezing snow
Blanketing ground laid bare of green
Beneath bark touched by shawls of white

Only a sapling years ago
In this bucolic pastoral scene
No longer young, no longer sprite

Yet when they fell you stopped the foe
Stood your ground remaining serene
The wind no match for stalwart might 

Stooped and crooked, this we can see
Yet forever my favorite tree

Friday, June 16, 2017


Stonehenge on the Salisbury Plain
Sacred landscape from the past
Overwhelming all in its domain
Questions of its origin vast

We've yet to know the reason
for this Neolithic site
A timepiece for the seasons
Or a place of sacred rites

In its shadow people wonder
To make sense of its history
I, though, don't want it torn asunder
Let it remain wrapped in mystery

Tuesday, June 6, 2017

Antelope Slot Canyon

Sandstone walls spiral
In this place where water flows
Fiery corkscrew

Sunday, November 10, 2013

Too Soon

Some days life will try your will
Throw up a trial, test your skill
Enjoy each challenge while you can
For too soon you will be a man

Greet each day with a zest to live
Welcome night with naught left to give
Keep laughter close and anger ban
For too soon you will be a man

Scale mountains and hike dusty trails
Let sturdy wind be in your sails
Be yourself, don’t play by the plan
For too soon you will be a man

Saturday, November 9, 2013

I Sit Alone

Simply because I sit alone
Does not mean that I am lonely
I cherish these times on my own
 Simply because I sit alone
Should not imply that I bemoan
Choices which affect me only
No. Just because I sit alone
Does not mean that I am lonely

Friday, November 8, 2013


Worn out and very tired;
I need a vacation.

Thursday, November 7, 2013

Wild Iris

concealed in the
rambling overgrowth;
the wild iris stands
like a porcelain sculpture.
Graceful petals drape forth in curtsy
for all who chance upon her in the wood