Tuesday, December 14, 2010

When you contemplate the forests
At dawn you can smell
The Ferns Blossom
Ground fog obscures a woodland view, and spray paints spider webs full of misty glistening dew.
Meanwhile Old Growth Roots lick up a forest soup of murkiness.
This morning a forest will take in its glistening foggy due.
Till sunbeams arrive and hose down morning moisture till its dry n true.

Saturday, December 4, 2010

I sit alone
Millions of thoughts pursue me
On a mountain pass
Burnt mud caked to my boots
flicked off with a burnt stick

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

A untitled Tanka:
Natures Candles glimmer
Autumn's lightning blooming
Petal plumage droops n flickers
Leaves wither in white dew
Foliage raindrops in free fall

Saturday, November 27, 2010

Monday, September 27, 2010

Yellow Blue and Green

Yellow Blue & Green

Leaves -  Notes  -  sketched in colour

Miles Coronet
Climbing a Mountain Pass

Autumn makes me Kind of Blue

Monday, September 20, 2010

High Plains Sunset

Longhaul Truckers settle in

Fore black ice slips in

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Like firewood

In a bonfire

Life burns

After 10 days of none stop rain and or snow out on the PCT this June, I wrote in my soggy Moleskin; while on a break I sat on a log and kept my pack on.

Frost snaps a bending bough,
Lost loves angst in my chest,
...A downpour of hail stings my bald head,
Steaming cold waters drip down my cheeks & forehead

See you later

The hearse bumper sticker


Friday, September 10, 2010

Cherry petals draw
A visual eulogy
Falling past their prime
Foliage falling
Views narrow, colours deepen
Then fade and crumble

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Some are like Green Plums

Some leaves of course are coloured

Burnt Sky Foliage

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Did the Pope sanction
Priests inserting unforgivable sin

into the Virgin Masculinity
of acolytes, choir boys, and those who gave in ?

Samusa winds blow

deflowered c l o u d s

Onto westerly shores

Monday, September 6, 2010

Butterflies flutter
Falling from summer's Cocoon
Grilled up much too soon

Sunday, September 5, 2010

Friday, September 3, 2010

Treetops shadow forth

In the glimmering twilight

Hovering above

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

The Hennepin Canal

My Mom and Dad have died
Life and death the way of time
Everything has changed

Friday, August 20, 2010

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Know it well I do
The Road less traveled
In Solitude

Know it well I do The road less traveled In solitude

Friday, June 11, 2010

Thursday, June 10, 2010

A drop of dew wells
Heavy at a leafs tip
Petals wilt then fall
(paraphrased from Kiba's Death Poem)

Trekking - Parched - I watch, Raindrops drooling off a mountain pass, Though I've drank my last drop

Forest Footsteps

Fog sketches ephemeral outlines of an old growth stand
Douglas Firs nurture and awe my mind's eyes
The river n' trails (pct) lessen my guardedness
So as to welcome my experience of the Northwest Forests embrace
My footsteps
My breathsteps
My visualsteps
I join in lockstep with the forest's prosody
It's thematic forest breath
It's thematic forest footsteps
Fires squelched by snowfall
Yet Ambers still glow
Up mountain paths westerly winds blow

Bone chilling cold warmed by the fire
The time has past to climb down the pass
I lie in my tent as the wet
The cold
The chill
The rain & clouds creep in
The moonlight brings Kokyo
The sunrise Jakkodo
Tree trunks shed layers of white ash
In my campfire
Weary winds whimper down a mountain pass
Coughing out cloud puffs - that wisp        bye!
Wearily I trudge up through mountain rain clouds