Maybe it didn’t make sense on the battlefield Maybe it didn’t make sense leaving Utah for gold It may not have been the purpose-driven-life of a religion But a ridden-hard-life that surrendered its soul Too run down to make sense, aimless It was a threat back then It was a force called youth Calling high […]

Unlike Each Other

Each day You may not realize this The bird’s song will be different As daylight touches to warm the back Of the mountain’s side Or as a wheel turns tread Against the roads arms It will never be the same Twice A child calling out to his mother in need Leaves so brazen falling down […]


I failed to see beauty, utmost Turned into an image, beaten down Fleeing from my growing back A monstrous hump was formed I turned into a statistic, a run down Motel where You lift the bed and bring your own sheets I turned into a statistic, Cloaked in deranged pity And my soul awoke one […]

Pedal Pushing

When I see an adult on a bicycle, I do not despair for the future of the human race. ~H.G. Wells It’s a bike up hill Rising in your seat And sweaty It’s cotton candy Fluffed up in humidity It’s an early wake up call A rule of the road– Don’t predict the weather Don’t […]

A Bend of Magic

“I must have flowers, always, and always.” Claude Monet “A Bend of Magic” Stirred by sound and the unsettled pond A lotus took one look at itself for the first time How it knew of its own reflection is a deeper Mystery locked beneath the changeless mire In-between the whispers of heather and tangled in […]