Poetry

Elemental New

June 4, 2014
As the sun sets, I’ve seen clouds radiate pink
I found clouds lined with rainbows in the middle of the day
I’ll take that over every silver-lined cloud any day
I’ve had the salt air of the ocean curl my hair
The cool fog kiss my cheeks as it dances through the streets
The dry heat of mountain deserts toasts my skin dry
My element is fire, but for this moment I dance with the wind
Fleeting and changing with the power to move my heft
But without substance so I can’t touch it with my finger tips
Grounded in the experience of who I am
It is time for me to step beyond the cliche
A moment of an opening to find a new way
Dead Tree

Trees – the crossroads of life and death

May 18, 2014

I love trees. I love them alive, I love them dead. I love their leaves and needles. I love there roots. This is taken in Bryce Canyon National Park.

Dead Tree

Poetry

More than you, City

May 14, 2014

I love my city, but you don’t give me everything I need.

The tree roots don’t grow deep and and any rivers that once cut through have been sucked dry.
Though you normally bring me life, tomorrow I must leave to find something deeper.
Rocks created at the birth of this earth, cut through by wind and water will heal my soul.
Fish who know that their purpose is just to swim, will guide me back to my own purpose.
Tomorrow, I begin again.
Poetry

Karl

May 2, 2014

I moved here for you!

It was the way you washed completely over me that drove me mad for you. I longed for the way you drift through my heart.
But you left, the wind stood still. No more cool caresses of my cheeks.
A violent flame burned in my heart. I raged. I was so hot.
I waited. I hoped for your return.
Then you came back driving full force into the city.
A deep sigh of relief left my lips as you gently stroke my face.
And I could release my full love for you once more, Karl, the fog!
Lovers Statue

The lovers statue at the Met

February 28, 2014

Statues try to freeze life in all its glory. They have been a testament to beauty throughout time and existed long before photos. I love to try to photograph statues just like portraits to honor that moment in time. This photo was taken at the Met in NYC.

Lovers Statue