Poems & Blog

Space Unadorned, unadulterated Forever changed now As I steal a moment of letting things be I used to dream that one day I would reach...

A little green house dangles from the rope of life held by burnt branches on a rooting tree Here a rest stop for the ever roaming Just a...

What is it about music that lifts our spirits? We all have this involuntary response to sound Our bodies move in rhyme to the subtle...

This morning I sit with the gift of space resting on my empty lap Meditation pulls True from the Un-True And this illusion of life a...

Watching the evergreens counter Bowing to audible winds Their branches graceful and strong Puts one in a rhythmic trance Moving this way...