There are moments—on the trail, in the quiet of morning, or during some turning point in life—when a few lines can express something a whole book can’t. This space is for those moments. Each poem here is an attempt to capture what I was feeling, seeing, or trying to understand at the time. Some are inspired by nature, some by family or the people I meet, and others by stirrings on the outskirts of conscious thought.
Of Meter and Rhyme: Most Recent Poems
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Where Footprints End Word came in, not from the news but our phones,messages… -
Before You Begin You don't write for the glory,you don't write for the… -
That One Perfect Thing I don't want to die,so I'm not going to die.I'm… -
A Mind Is Not Writ I've seen the bright become dim,the dim become bright,and those… -
Messages You're not the first one to really see it, you… -
The Reluctant Of all the people, in all the world,how did you… -
American Myopia the eighties are gonethe nineties are gonewhat are we so… -
It's Never Enough I'd take a thousand years of it and a thousand… -
The Depth of the Zone How could they miss that, they gripe.Why can't they see?Who's… -
A Ghost on the Trail He came upon me like a ghost,a wisp of wind… -
Waiting for My Change "Fifteen dollars," he said,which widened my eyes.I knew there'd be… -
The Devil's Skin I never took a good look before. I suppose I… -
You Were Meant to Feel it All What did you think would happen?You take one pill to… -
Escape? You've tried so hardto escape the duty. And the pain.To… -
In the Woods In the woods I see thingsthat others cannot see,beyond the… -
Sun and Thunder I was high up on the trail when I heard… -
The Words When you're ready, they will be here,waiting by your bedside,… -
I Am the Woods I can't tell you how many timeshe passed by it,going… -
Our Place in the Woods We need this, don't we? This place only we seem… -
It Could Have Happened It could have happened in the Mexican bay, tethered to… -
Round Pond Blackflies swarmed about my head,deerflies attacked my gait,and somewhere in… -
All These Lives It didn't start this way, you know,free to roam about… -
Where Courage Comes From I was always told it lies in the heart.Take heart… -
The Final Ripple Was that the one?The final ripple?Of rebirth? Of… birth?And if… -
Not the Mountain So, you did it, but were you there?Or was it… -
The Swerve Born with no knowledgeof the world that surrounds them,they start… -
A Slug on the Mountain Think of all the generations it must have takento drag… -
The Only Way to Is Through It came unexpectedly,when there was no danger in sight,and shook… -
There's Poetry Out Here There's poetry out here if I keep my wits about… -
The Performance I was asked to present, well, dance,tales of an ancient…
Poetry Plans
Poetry has always been a favorite of mine. From the first time I tried writing one, I have found the exercise of crafting a poem to be very rewarding. It paints a picture in my mind of a moment that’s hard to capture through any other medium. Over time, I’m looking forward to publishing several collections—mostly inspired by nature and the beautiful world we get to enjoy.
