How easily she could say,
‘it’s all in your mind—’
deny, dismiss what she knew
could be true, if we let it
when we were children
pretending to be grown up—
playing games
with our imaginations,
mornings drumming music
on eucalyptus roots
before the school bus stopped
our spontaneous chants.
With rusty tools and sticks,
horse drawn relics
and Model T wrecks
we took off for town—
took turns driving
wild steeds or hot rod cars
depending on time—just
as much as we wanted
to get there.
Posted in Photographs, Poems 2015
Tagged Coast Range, Elderwood, imagination, Paregien Ranch, photographs, poetry, San Joaquin Valley, Serenity, weekly-photo-challenge
Looking back at tracks in the clouds,
you spring the gate closed—
trapped forever.
Posted in Haiku 2015, Photographs
Tagged Dry Creek, Fiddleneck, haiku, photographs, poetry, Serenity, spring, weekly-photo-challenge, wildflowers
Unfolding into space, hills
from peaks to plains unending
time beyond and past
the horizons of this moment
resting among the eroded
where I am near-nothing,
these specks of rock
spread out before me
like petals opening—
my nakedness
laid bare
as part of the landscape.
Posted in Photographs, Poems 2015
Tagged Elegant Clarkia, Greasy Creek, photographs, poetry, Serenity, weekly-photo-challenge, wildflowers
Posted in Haiku 2015, Photographs
Tagged birds, Black Tailed Kite, Dry Creek, haiku, photographs, poetry, Serenity, weekly-photo-challenge, wildlife
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