They dive below
A place called
Sea to Sky
Explore a world
Few eyes will see
Hidden
Underneath
A land of
10,000 photographs
A place called
Sea to Sky
Explore a world
Few eyes will see
Hidden
Underneath
A land of
10,000 photographs
Tag: mountains
Leaving Flat
I have never lived for long
In land wide open to the sky
A world full lit, naught for shadow
No nook or cranny to explore
In land wide open to the sky
A world full lit, naught for shadow
No nook or cranny to explore
I prefer the rise and fall
The twist and turn
Cliche they are
But how I learn
Stratospheric Sunrise
Climb up into darkling sky
Long before the sun awakes
Ambush it there
In its rising shout
Neon rainbow
Across the world
Beyond the edge
Of Earth
Beyond the realm
Of life itself
Long before the sun awakes
Ambush it there
In its rising shout
Neon rainbow
Across the world
Beyond the edge
Of Earth
Beyond the realm
Of life itself
The Battle of Tantalus
Serrated edge
Cleaves the blue
Where clouds fall free
To either side
Cleaves the blue
Where clouds fall free
To either side
Observing from
Peaceful repose
While nature wars
‘Tween earth and sky
Conifers and Alder
They clamber up the mountainside
The lofty trees
With mighty boughs
And riffling leaves
The lofty trees
With mighty boughs
And riffling leaves
Fir and cedar, conifers
And alder with its lighter leaf
Like steps of cones
All feathery
But my lens
Sees everything
Grand patterns lost
In details keen
Chilcotins
Summer teases
With green and warmth
Days on the lake
Hiking the valley trails
With green and warmth
Days on the lake
Hiking the valley trails
But way up high
Where mountains pierce the sky
Winter lingers still
Surprises
The world surprises me
From almost every angle
At almost any time
I take a look at it
From almost every angle
At almost any time
I take a look at it
When it fails to surprise
I discover, soon enough
I have not been looking
Deeply enough, long enough
Tantalus
They rise
Thrust up
By the collisions
Of Continents
Thrust up
By the collisions
Of Continents
Saw blades
Of rock
And ice
Lifted into sky
Howe Sound Ferry
There is a magic
To movement
Through the waters
Of a narrow channel
Banked by mountains
And Islands
In the gathering darkness
To movement
Through the waters
Of a narrow channel
Banked by mountains
And Islands
In the gathering darkness
How many sunsets?
How many sunsets
Have I witnessed
In this lifetime
And all the others
Have I witnessed
In this lifetime
And all the others
How many times
Have I watched
The last rays
Of a day dying
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