Every Turn at Greeley Ponds

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Hiding rolling peaks,

White mountain mist soaks the sky,

The green leaves glisten.

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Fervently arching,

Stretching into existence,

Delicate pink blooms.

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Sudden urgency,

Water racing over rock,

Tidal foam basins,

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The smallest of worlds,

Elaborate flower field,

Just under my thumb.

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Pristine mountain pool,

Approaching in still reverence,

Wonder and silence,

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What kind of quiet,

Does it take for a river,

Passing through summits?

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Wind crossing water,

Ripples whipping the shoreline,

Trees in their winter,

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Only to witness,

From blueberry bush perches,

The passing lake swells.

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Pools, hidden and swift,

Holding onto a north wind,

Sing in low whispers.

Stillness at Lonesome Lake

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It has been quiet,

Without the sound of your voice,

Your guiding footsteps.

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I have stopped searching,

In the wake of your absence,

Hoping you’ll guide me.

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Something like moving,

The way that the wind blows me,

Hoping for your hand –

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Walking with closed eyes,

I have opened my whole soul –

Show me the trail.

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Just beyond the clouds,

I know you are both resting,

Waiting at the summit.

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Life’s great mysteries,

Impossible to explain,

Are behind me now.

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Fathers and brothers,

Warriors in the heavens,

Are blazing my trail.20170528_135331

Porcelain flowers,

Brushing gently against me,

Keep my promises.

Renewal on Red Hill

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Fresh blueberry brush,

And delicate flowers,

Born in the soft spring…

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Welcoming blue skies,

Wanting us to know, boldly,

Of tomorrow’s hopes.

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Yesterday’s sorrows,

Rolling in heavens away,

Diminish on high.

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The world is still safe.

Fresh, open and beautiful.

The sun will still shine.

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Delicate flowers,

Shaking with Spring’s purity,

Unfold to the world.

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When once we had thought,

We were buried in the frost;

Only in passing –

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The flowers – the bridge –

The marker on the trail,

Toward peace of mind.

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I want to reach out,

Letting go as unfurled bark,

Kissing the Spring wind.

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Life is everywhere,

Birches flush with rich green leaves,

Branches bursting forth –

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Life clings to tree trunks,

Huddling against the odds,

Brilliantly stable.

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Small signs will show you,

When you least expect them to,

Paths to Happiness.

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Holding out my hand,

Widely in the forest air,

Waiting for a friend –

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Rivers come and go;

Late May rain is letting up,

I hear sweet stillness.

 

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My Spring heart rushes,

Tumbling forward to you,

My sweetest of friends –

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I know I’m ready,

For soothing summer sunbeams,

Laughter and warm smiles.

Winter Persists on Mt. Cardigan

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Seeking approval,

A subtle nod to the left,

Over cracking snow.

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Spring still on our minds,

We remembered when yellow,

Was bright like the sun.

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But buried and still,

All our snow-covered secrets,

Would rather stay wild.

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Blanketed forest,

In luxurious, soft white,

Whispered our story –

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“They were once so small,

Then in a moment they grew –

Destined for sunsets.”

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We wanted so much,

To float above the treeline,

The rest of our lives.

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Our bodies come down,

Our hearts stay in the alpine,

Waltzing in gardens.

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I don’t want to leave,

Though the winds drive me closer,

To places unknown.

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But my only hope,

Passing with you before us,

Gives me courage still.

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On the horizen,

Squalls threaten our solitude,

With hail and wind gusts.

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One last moment then,

Scrambling to the summit,

Racing against time.

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Lifting off the rocks,

Touched with cold euphoria,

Cardigan’s summit.

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Just to say goodbye,

After knowing your whole life,

Is always enough.

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All that matters now,

And all that ever mattered,

Is our weathered love.

Foothills of Lafayette and Cannon

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The woods were silent,

Heavy with the fallen snow,

Pale from sad tidings.

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When no strength remains,

Yet we are faced with walking,

Under broken trees…

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Not a single birch,

Could face the whipping winter,

or the mortal cold.

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In deep snow chasms,

Rushing as icy water,

Where are you, brother?

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I know we were meant,

To grow older together,

Like holiday firs.

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Frozen teardrops hang,

At the base of every branch,

In your memory.

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Entire mountains,

Brought to their knees before us,

Mourning this loss.

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I have to believe,

That somewhere deep underneath,

There can still be joy.

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Looking towards the ridge,

Waiting for some kind of sign,

Wanting for answers.

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I still hear your voice,

Calling out to me faintly,

When it is quiet.

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Reaching an impasse,

My heart takes the blow again,

Agonizing time.

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Sometimes no matter,

Wanting or pleading or quiet,

We will have to wait.

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Only memories,

Cherished, painful and fleeting,

Roll in and roll out.

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I watched a sunrise,

Once burn away a dense fog,

Leaving fresh, sweet dew.

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It is fair to wish,

For a gentle spring morning,

In lieu of your smile.

Winter Wonderland at Lonesome Lake

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Welcoming forest,

Woods I had not forgotten,

And likewise, I know.20161211_133015

Waiting for me there,

My most favorite tree friends,

The winter birches. 20161211_141548

“It is time for cheer!”

They say to me as I pass,

“Look ahead, small one!”20161211_142023

In the deepest woods,

Blanketed by floating snow,

In winter magic. 20161211_142413

The sun has not set,

On our happy time just yet,

So no need to sigh.

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Crossing a river,

Is just a small reminder,

Flowing memories.20161211_143319

We stood reverently –

Purest of Sanctuaries,

The Gates to Heaven.

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I know you passed here;

This is how I will find you,

In Glorious Time.

Life in Death Valley

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Like another world,

Or a future not so far,

Dry, aching ridges.20161118_172928

Oceans in mountains,

Only distant illusions,

To the yearning shrubs.

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Dreams scrape the blue sky,

High above the sand shadow,

Never touching down.20161118_170544

But to float in space,

Over a rippling ridge,

Is a safer place.20161118_170248

We are a moment –

Our long shadows can attest,

Cast once and then gone.20161118_170244

The vectors remain.

(Unchanged by some unknown fate,

Or coincidence.)

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This is the world now.

Fragile, and shifting slowly,

Just beyond our reach.20161118_164853

But still we are small,

Before monumental walls,

Arresting our speech.20161118_163056

And what surprise then,

That our weary eyes may rest,

In the sand-soft curves. 20161118_162234

Just beneath our feet,

The fractured salty sand dunes,

Thirsting for our time. 20161118_161048

In this foreign place,

Where life may have seemed to stop,

Just an hourglass.20161118_143737

A resilient shrub,

Carrying secret wisdom,

Leans into the sun. 20161118_140350_001

Once upon a time,

An ocean filled this valley.

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Single silent sun,

That has watched us all along,

What do you see here?20161118_135124

Ending? Beginning?

To some unknown mystery,

In a blunt landscape?

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But not a mirage –

There is even water here,

And life in death valley.20161118_131447

On the horizon,

I see cool hopeful mountains,

And certainly rest.

Red Rock Canyon

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Bold rocks that stand strong,

Revealing every moment,

Compressed in pressure.20161119_125840

Prism of mountains,

Like a light spread through diamonds,

Kissing the heavens.

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Dip-dyed and patterned

In the highest of fashion,

Haute-couture ranges.20161119_124753

Can we disagree?

(Though some rocks will never move,

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Even in the past,

There was a string connection,

Holding hand to hand.

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Along the red road,

 

I feel fire in my soul,

Hopefully passion. 20161119_123507

I want this power,

This indescribable strength,

To hold my mind still.

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A solid boulder,

Protecting a single thought,

For eternity.

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Wistful sky above,

Never to know the hard weight,

Of a long-kept thought. 20161119_122031

Sentinels, soldiers,

Lining the Red Rock passage,

In proud lineage.

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If only we had,

A thousand years of climbing,

And a thousand rocks. 20161119_121842

Sometimes I feel tired,

And I would like to lay down,

In these quiet coves.20161119_121656

Inside honeycombs,

Sweet wishes wind around rocks,

A golden river.

Pilgrimage to Chocorua

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Somehow I return,

I keep looking for something,

Lost on this mountain.

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On a somber day,

With a spring chill in the air,

I come up empty.

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Fog settling in,

Keeping our eyes from the peak,

We walk blindly on.

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Once you held my hand,

To pull me over these rocks,

Dear, sweet memories.

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You have caught my heart,

In a rock and a hard place,

For such a long time.