Sunday, February 28, 2016
INTO THE WILD
from
NOTEBOOK: NEW MEXICO
January,2016
Into the Wild
I could lose
myself here,
could walk off
and you would
not find me.
Thursday, February 25, 2016
SENTINELS
from
NOTEBOOK: NEW MEXICO
January, 2016
Sentinels
All these sentinels
gathered around,
the elders watching.
A water color sky.
Mountain, Mountain
is all you can say,
or fall to silence.
Sunday, February 21, 2016
THE CHOICE
from
NOTEBOOK: NEW MEXICO
January 2016
The Choice
Clouds or snow
or mountains --
the choice
this morning.
Thursday, February 18, 2016
TREES
In some poems we learn science and in some we touch God.
In some we do both. Let me touch this God I don't need or believe in,
but see in the world as wind and light and trees. Yes, trees, for
they are as close as we can get to God in this world.
