Alien spaceships,
purple people eaters
or just milkweed in bloom.
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Tagged flower-friday, Greasy Creek, haiku, photographs, poetry, Purple Milkweed, wildflowers
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Tagged Dry Creek, Fiddleneck, haiku, photographs, poetry, wildflowers
Competing everywhere you look
grace and color
growing together.
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Tagged Greasy Creek, haiku, Lichen, Phacelia, photographs, poetry, Scorpionweed, wildflowers
Cleaning houses
in the high-rent district
has certain advantages.
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Tagged Greasy Creek, haiku, photographs, poetry, purple chinese houses, wildflowers
No need to go to outer space
to touch the stars
sparkling at our feet.
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Tagged haiku, photographs, poetry, Sierra Man-root, Wild Cucumber, wildflowers
It was good to see the historic Mizpah Hotel open for business again in Tonopah, Nevada when we passed through Sunday on our way to Elko. Traffic was light across the Great Basin, as we only met 74 cars between Tonopah and Carlin, some 250 miles.
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Tagged Elko Nevada, Mizpah, National Cowboy Poetry Gathering, photographs, poetry, Tonopah Nevada
If we all lean in the same direction
maybe we can change
the world.
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Tagged Dry Creek, Phacelia, photographs, poetry, Scorpionweed, wildflowers
I’ll be thinking of my friend Jack this coming week in Elko, Nevada, one of the first hands I shook at the National Cowboy Poetry Gathering in 1989, as we waited to get our schedule of sessions, poetry and song. I had to introduce myself, having watched him perform at the Ashgrove many times in the late 60s. Our direct link to Woody Guthrie and the pure heart of the working man, he’s been magically expressing himself on stage for over 60 years.
Late to the party
in the thick of spring—
just chasing space and sunlight.
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Tagged Greasy Creek, haiku, photographs, poetry, Twining Brodeaia, wildflowers
On the edge of where I’ve been
a vaster world waits
for me to arrive.
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Tagged flower-friday, Greasy Creek, haiku, photographs, poetry, Sierra Tidy Tips, wildflowers