Category: Macro

Reach for the Sky

I reach for the sky
Its light
Its heat

Bathe in the glory
Of nature’s bounty

Alive to the moment

Bloom burst
New life
Unfurls

A flourish of green
An explosion of new growth
Transiting seasons

Spring tests winter’s depths
Capricious audacity
Risks mortality

I love the big guys
The established ones
Those who’ve changed the world
Become big through accomplishment

But age has changed my focus
To the little guys
With all their potential and possibility
The ones who’ll change this world to the next

I disturb the crows
Who’ve been picking the mussels clean
Below the high tide line

I scramble through the scattered rocks
Looking for barnacles
In arrays of frameable form

Until the crows
Decide they want
Their little peninsula back

Well, I did manage
To get this shot
Before retreating

Be soft
She said
Like velvet

Bend with the wind
Like grass
In the field

So when others
Touch your life
They are not cut

And if they lean on you
A little hard
You do not break

All this broken glass
You wear
From your past

It harms you
As much as those
You love

And what is not
Already broken
Is brittle

With the slightest pressure
It shatters
Into shards you wield as weapons

Learn to be soft
Before you crumble
To no more than sand

Or only when
You are naught but dust
Will you ever be soft

On a new day
Of a new year
I remind myself

Do the work
To stay focused
On what’s important

Too close
Lost in detail
Context forfeit
Insight dubious
Caution advised

Observe the beauty of a loaf
The tortured rending of gluten
As the dough expands under heat

Observe the beauty of a woman
The tortured rending of ego
As the gaze exploits under heat