Wednesday, November 23, 2016

The River

River water deepens
Under heavy winter mists
Silver sheets of raindrops
Shroud empty swirling nests

Low or fully flowing
The river spends its breath
Deftly sorting gravels
Where sockeye salmon nest

River ever-flowing
Along its ancient course
Wearing through a landscape
That knows the river's source

River flowing endless
Can never lose its way
Its water streaming forward
Has forgotten where it played


Crunching speckled pebbles
On the shore beneath my feet
Reminding me of people
All the same and yet unique

Shifting in the breaking surf
Drying in the sun
Pebbles lying on the beach
Rest before they run

Pebbles at the mercy
Of waves and winter tides
Waiting for the right time
To turn and sink and rise

Monday, July 4, 2016

Summer Seed

Life wrapped me in its warmth
Now, kindled by its light
I long to burn strong
And I long to burn bright

Snuggled inside nature
An ever-changing song
Inside its perfect ocean
A heartbeat bumps along

Sunday, May 29, 2016


Cloaked in grey, white and black
The cat was easily overlooked
On a ledge of the bare rock face
That spans across the back yard
He was waiting perfectly still
Under gentle swaying shadows
Of leaves and branches that float
Silently across the rock face
The Kitty holds motionless
An ancient predator is hiding
Still and silent on a rock ledge

I noticed him waiting there
And felt the timeless danger
Of that steady threatening gaze
As the backyard predator crouched
I watched and waited in frozen time
While bees buzzed with purpose
And Butterflies fluttered loops
Above and below the hidden cat
Unaware of his presence
While Kitty was just being
Just who he's always been

Wednesday, May 11, 2016

Spring Breeze

Leaves unseen in the first breeze of spring
All found places on bare branches of winter trees
Not even one single leaf was left unfastened
They attached, then unfurled and grew so fast
I hardly even noticed them appear in my garden
Now every leaf instinctively follows the sun
Holding forever to branches over fresh cut grass
The leaves rustle in the cool afternoon breeze
As the spring wind plays with the chime
That hangs expectantly at a corner of our porch
Hummingbirds, bees and dragonflies are working
Adding their life music to the rustle of new leaves
While the neighbour muscles an old power mower
Over large rocks hidden in the tall grass
Scattered here and there in a neglected yard
That sound overwhelms the delicate symphony
of Spring that I have been listening to

When the breeze falls off
And the power mower stops
The wind chimes hang silent
But now I hear the song of a Robin
running across the yard
And the buzz of a black bee squeezing
Under sun warmed siding behind me
As the cat sleeps curled

Sunday, May 8, 2016

Seeing and Believing

There are some things
We can never really see
The sun shines so bright
It overwhelms our vision
And the universe of stars
That burn bright beyond it
Never appear with the sun
Yet they're certainly there

Special is the quiet star
When we glimpse it in the sky
If we try to look right at it
It disappears from our sight
Though we know it is there
Just like the sun
Just like a distant star
Just like God

Thursday, March 31, 2016


The empty echoing call
From the Raven's darkness
Pierces the silent forest
Seaking out a hint of Spring

The loud and wooden drumming
Of a Woodpecker on his tree
Establishing a territory
Before he feeds on ants

A couple walking down a country lane
Hand-in-hand, crunches crisp on gravel
Far away somewhere
Plans with other words

Thankyou for this dream

Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Sing To Me Wind

Sing to me wind
Shaking the branch
Speak to me wave
Soaking the beach
Stand over me tree
Strong in the storm

Am I the only thing
That doesn't know
Where I should be?
Am I the only one
That doesn't know
What I should do?

I can hear the wind
I can see the waves
I can feel the rain
As I search my heart
But still I don't know
What I must do