Sunday, February 28, 2016

INTO THE WILD 

from
NOTEBOOK: NEW MEXICO
January,2016

Into the Wild

I could lose
myself here,
could walk off

and you would
not find me.




Thursday, February 25, 2016

SENTINELS 

from
NOTEBOOK: NEW MEXICO
January, 2016

Sentinels

All these sentinels
gathered around,

the elders watching.
A water color sky.

Mountain, Mountain
is all you can say,

or fall to silence.




Sunday, February 21, 2016

THE CHOICE 


from
NOTEBOOK: NEW MEXICO
January 2016

The Choice

Clouds or snow
or mountains --

the choice
this morning.




Thursday, February 18, 2016

TREES 

In some poems we learn science and in some we touch God. In some we do both. Let me touch this God I don't need or believe in, but see in the world as wind and light and trees. Yes, trees, for they are as close as we can get to God in this world.

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