Early morning gather,
we occupy the foreground
close to corrals, the road,
a truck—short April grass.
Sort cows from calves—
weigh, wean and load
for fifty years since
they dammed the Kaweah
with another layer of man
we no longer notice
as we adapt like livestock
to the landscape.
Posted in Photographs, Poems 2014
Tagged Drought, first-calf heifers, Kaweah River, photographs, poetry, shipping cattle, Terminus Dam, Wagyu X, weather
Railroad Spring
Frogs frozen in clay and plaster
fired with human expressions
rest on the outside railing,
on shelves, behind glass
like angels from the past
saved for this last moment
of goodbyes, each beckoning
a memory to come alive
that was—that is everlasting.
for Carol Donnell
1938-2014
Posted in Photographs, Poems 2014
Tagged bullfrogs, Carol Donnell, photographs, poetry
Plenty of empty jars,
she was just short
Mustard Seed and energy.
Posted in Photographs, Poems 2014
Tagged Armenian cucumbers, bread & butter pickles, canning, garden, haiku, photographs, poetry
Near the Solstice,
my irrigation water languishes,
lollygags in the pasture
of short-cropped green
and a few too many cows—
soaking and absorbed
fifty yards shy
of the wilting end
to my temporary world.
Fifty years ago,
my mother’s father
curtly admonished me,
forever instilled
that nothing is permanent.
After a dark night
of chasing dreams,
I wonder if death
is nothing—
nothing more
than a good sleep
while the water runs
to pasture’s end.
Posted in Photographs, Poems 2014
Tagged death, Dry Creek, irrigation, nothing, permanent, photographs, poetry, water, weather
Posted in Photographs, Poems 2014
Tagged garden, haiku, photographs, poetry, weekly-photo-challenge
Clean slate—fresh faith
rising to meet daylight
when anything can happen.
5:14 a.m., May 24, 2014
Posted in Photographs, Poems 2014
Tagged Dry Creek, haiku, Hawthorn Moon, photographs, Planting Moon, poetry, Venus, weekly-photo-challenge
Posted in Photographs, Poems 2014
Tagged Armenian cucumber, bread & butter pickles, garden, haiku, photographs, poetry, weekly-photo-challenge
Rising to another collision
of light and dark
like a rainbow.
Posted in Photographs, Poems 2014
Tagged dawn, haiku, photographs, poetry, Sulphur Peak, sundog
Keeping corrals together
is not improved
by the more nails you use.
Posted in Photographs
Tagged Drought, Greasy Creek, photographs, rain, Sulphur Peak, water, Wordless Wednesday
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