Valley of Dry Bones (or, On Hiking the Grand Canyon)
classic hiking poem Continue reading Valley of Dry Bones (or, On Hiking the Grand Canyon)
classic hiking poem Continue reading Valley of Dry Bones (or, On Hiking the Grand Canyon)
I had a chat with the sun Wednesday morning. Continue reading Conversation With the Sun
Another poem! Continue reading The poem of a famous person
I wrote this in April. Everything comes alive then. Continue reading All Of It Is Alive
I was reading in Ecclesiastes the other day… Continue reading there is nothing new under the sun
The smell of chlorine on a hot summer day will always take me back to childhood. Continue reading Palace of Time (or Summer Memories)
(2/17/21) Plodding along, I hike To an ethereal song Which pulls me tenuously toward some celestial sky Though, I never … Continue reading On “Sligo River Blues – Original Recording” by John Fahey
(1/24/21) The rush of a hundred thousandTroops upon the rooftops,Clanging artillery which flashes and booms The city is under attack. … Continue reading On Sunday Night Rain Storms
(12/24/20) Slots shade views piercing from reality Buildings both lofty and squatty peer in A wave carried lightly through haze … Continue reading a vacation observed
I would weep to see it – to see the measureless mountains meander my direction, to see them silently shift … Continue reading Mountains in OK