Poetry ~ The Passage

some say, the sweetness of time 
is to enjoy its passage
yet i want to harness this moment
and not let go

the past wants me back
the future won’t wait
but here and now is where it’s at

oh, how i will savor

the sweetness of time's passage
with my presence

Poetry ~ Shine

as a child born to the low country 
of South Carolina,

it was a well known fact
that the swelter of summer
caused women to glow,
men to sweat,
and a scant few
we’re said to shine

efforts to ward off
glowing, sweating, or
shining we’re met in earnest 

seasoning was discouraged 

retreat into the cold 
conditioned air
was remedy enough

the cure conjured
~ brain freeze

now, as an elder of the
northern highlands, 
in the dry heat of late summer, 

i prefer to season
and conjure up
my shine

Poetry ~ A Love Affair

you greet me every morning
and every morning 
you take my breath away 
i can't stop staring at the 
vastness of your artistry 
 i breathe you in 
 inhaling your earthly fragrance 
have i mentioned how bewitching
early Autumn looks on you 
you come alive in a color pallet 
of golden hues as you sway 
with the morning zephyr

i am in love with this land  
brimming with wildflowers, 
meadows, aspen, and pine groves 
even the rocky outcroppings
add allure to the rolling hills

i will spend the rest of my days
writing love letters to you,
my new muse
this magical place I call home
Sunset on our property in the Okanogan Highlands of Washington State
Early spring. View of our property from behind the house.