Poetry ~ The Summit

one day, i will summit the mountain
after i finish climbing this hill
i will traverse the river valley
where the waters run still

one day, i will summit the mountain
on a full sturgeon moon at Lamas
and cast shadows in the high grass
knowing i have fulfilled my promise

one day, i will summit the mountain
with a new perspective and a clear view
when my life below the mountain has passed
on the summit my life begins anew
This poem is dedicated to my brother. Todd, who left this world too soon. I will see you on the mountain, Bubba

	

Poetry ~ America

where are you
on this independence day
my America

my homeland
divided by red and blue
blind us to your hues

unite us
with the threads of compassion
i have faith in you

to rise up
in a dawn of purple skies
singing with one voice

America!

Poetry ~Courier and the Cleric

Thunderous bells tolled from the church high tower
filling the kingdom with fear in the midnight hour.

"Who dares enter god's tower in the dark of night,
waking the kingdom with no moon in sight?"

"'It is I replied the courier," message in hand.
"I travel with word of a black death that ravishes the land."

"Quiet, you fool!" the Cleric chided in a hushed tone.
"There will be no black death with god on our throne!"

"Dear sir, I implore you, the death knows no gods.
Reject the black death and you increase the odds,

of suffering and loss of your faithful flock.  
For the black death will enter your kingdom and not bother to knock!"