Hither I leave
This valley of death
And I will fear no future
This valley of death
And I will fear no future
For I bear not the past
Carry only hope, and my staff
Tenacity
Tag: California
Morning’s Welcome
The sun crests the sea
And in the light I see
The beacon stayed true
To guide us through
The darkling pass
And in the light I see
The beacon stayed true
To guide us through
The darkling pass
We navigated
The long night
To morning’s welcome
This new shore
Beckoning
Cloud Cover
The band of ominous cloud
Hovers over the highway
Mile after mile
Hovers over the highway
Mile after mile
An oppressive weight
Waiting to fall
My mood becomes dark as the sky
Until I realize the low grey cover
Provides an atmospheric parasol
A gift to soften harsh desert sun
Diminish the heat of afternoon
An invitation to step out of the car
I breathe deeply in sage-scented air
While my mood becomes effervescent
As sage drifting in the desert breeze
Instamatic Memory Machine
Much as I hate moving
And all that packing
Which takes forever
As I go through the shoe boxes
Of memorabilia
Stacked in the closet
Which have remained unopened
Since the last time I moved
And all that packing
Which takes forever
As I go through the shoe boxes
Of memorabilia
Stacked in the closet
Which have remained unopened
Since the last time I moved
I have to admit
To some minor or major
Moments of fascination
Or delight
Or longing
Emotion moving my core
With some rekindled
Long-forgotten moment
Or chapter
In a life becoming much too long
To hold all the memories
Within my mind alone
A birthday card
A letter written but never sent
Elementary report cards
And aptitude test results
A story I’d written
With misshapen letters
And a child’s innocence
A Dragnet drama
Starring a detective snake
Age eight
Comfort Food
It was a straight run
Down valley
And at 100 miles an hour
The landscape became a gun barrel
I rifled through
Down valley
And at 100 miles an hour
The landscape became a gun barrel
I rifled through
The road was freshly paved
Though heavily pebbled
So the car hummed
As it shimmied in the heavy winds
Here was I
A projectile crossing open country
Which to my being is as good
As being wrapped in a blanket
By a fire on a snowy winter’s eve
Road trips are comfort food for my soul
Stone ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #241
This forest of stone
Rotting on the desert plain
Rain the destroyer
Rotting on the desert plain
Rain the destroyer
Winding ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #239
The road winds down
To valley floor
From there the way
Cannot be known
To valley floor
From there the way
Cannot be known
With scant resource
For alternates
My faith is firm
No other course
Now heart resolved
Courage mustered
With just one step
My fears dissolved
Stovepipe
Stovepipe is a planet of two suns
Rarely seen whole
Through dense clouds
Which never shed rain
Rarely seen whole
Through dense clouds
Which never shed rain
The stone marker
A memorial to those who had come
But otherwise left no mark
After the third colony failed
The only visitors would be
Passersby and tourists checking off a box
Desert Highway
Desert highways
Strips of empty pavement
Crossing expanses of isolation
Lifeless seeming, lonesome
Strips of empty pavement
Crossing expanses of isolation
Lifeless seeming, lonesome
Stillness, quiet, patience
Reveal a vibrant pattern of life
Just as for the terrain they cross
Just as stillness, quiet, patience
Reveal the vibrant pattern of being
Within
Circle of Confusion
In the darkness
Even a circle of confusion
Offers illumination
Even a circle of confusion
Offers illumination
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