[youtube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m0M8pZnNlnI] Where once a greater sage grouse grew Now a gaggle grow Why would a gander wander With a group of goslings in tow , , About the poem: This weekend in the mountains in Foxton, I saw something I’ve never seen in over 40 years of visiting. Geese in the […]
Piles of pies and cookies Surround me And I’ve only got so many “No”s in me Just before the meltdown I run for the hills Then Mountains and trees Surround me I’ve only got to be here To be free Just relax and let down I run to the hills To be free
March clouds Windy wisps On a blue sky Will you sprinkle a soft white glow? Or are you really going to bury us in snow? — About the poem: So pretty, I thought, on this 50F day. Then, I heard the forecast of an upcoming snowstorm or two. Wait a minute!
Here I stand shivering Not a leaf left quivering Wondering what you’re whipping up The clouds and storms you’re flipping up Wondering what you’ll bring Oh spring Go ahead, take your time, but I’m nakedly awaiting your design Oh spring — About the poem: This little tree looks so naked, standing on the plains. […]
A ready embrace 100 mile smile Sighs to me Run, and Be Free — About the poem: That’s what it feels like living here, where the front range rests upon the plains. Ready with big open arms, with a relaxed, expansive feeling that anything is possible.
The way you reach across and touch me So deeply So sincerely The way you distract me The way you’re always popping up When I’m busy doing something else The way you tempt me The way you distract me The way you attract me Oh Front Range Oh Rocky Mountains when you meet the plains […]
Jagged Ancient silhouette In greying light Pink dragons Lunge Suspended mid-flight Spew fire Then fade Into the night — About the poem: As I drove home from work tonight, the sunset over the Rocky Mountains was stunning. As usual, but not unremarkable. Tonight, the mountains looked like a third-grade art project, a jagged grey border […]
You are certain That life is small But I know That isn’t true You pound your fist But I can not agree with you I won’t argue about it But if you ask me what to do I’m gonna tell you Life is not small y’all If you can just Look up from the tediousness And […]
Mountains, trees and plains Fill my eyes, my heart, my soul Home in God’s country — About the poem: Today I moved from my childhood home where I was staying Denver to the town where we raised our kids, in Niwot, Colorado. Also home. In my route, I left via highways, passing refineries and […]