Archive for the ‘walking’ Category

sultry new summer air
I swim through

currents of cool
or warm and wetter

embrace me
june’s breath

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not knowing if i could depend on anyone else
i took up the power drill myself
to fix the rack in my

after all
i’m the only one who
can fix my own heart

it’s easy to leave it
broken like the closet rack
hanging precariously
unable to sustain weight

but the sun is out
and i got email
– you thought of me from so far
away and long ago –
so i replaced what was broken with a new part

ten thousand memories flooding as

i pack up my winter clothes
take out my summer clothes
thirteen times

now this last time
in my house
up for sale

each time the same, but slightly different
i know i’m older each year
april calls for spring


what if i cast off anything worn or broken
half my high-heeled shoes depart
keeping only what works
will i change

will it be easier to walk


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Due to major responsibilities this summer – and well, there are always excuses – I didn’t get to go fishing much this summer – only twice so far. And once my car window was smashed – and my rod broke on the same day. Still, It was glorious to be on the river …

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passing my past
on each corner
where i’ve walked


years of moments
on these streets

the urban landscape changing
stop motion film
my life plays out

again on these streets

what was i then
who am i now
concrete questions

i have seen these buildings go up
and down and
down and up


changing with the decades

and me
how have i been transformed
walking by these
shifting structures
five decades worth of


all this inside me
changes’ richness
moments collected
bricks up down


sidewalks once


cracked with age

five decades worth of
eye’s  inspecting
ear’s composing
finger’s touching
feet feeling earth

texture gravity evolution

making sense

five decade’s consciousness resonate still

this deep breath

memory pulled to present
open soft eye’d vision
from then to


all who’ve walked
who walk with me now
all their recollections
sensations sensed



dancing random patterns
constant metamorphosis

web of life

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cloudless sky
breezes blowing away
the sun light
making brightness cool

i stand
on pebbled path
saturated in these waves, this radiation
from our close star

sun ticks off its timely orbit
each step moves me in space
and time
diurnal walk
i orbit this path
days and weeks and years

these days are so long now
new leaves glow yellow
feasting on the light
saving up –  even as individuals they must fade
and die

i carry myself
each foot-fall
articulate and purposeful
knowing this; the measure of each foot-fall
the march of my time

yet for a moment
looking inward
i stumble – caught unaware


radiant energy all around


tall grass waves and beckons
wild daises have contorted stems
fat robin hops then flies with no great care or effort
lonely bird calls in the distance
ferns unfold as from Jurassic forests
wild dill grown five feet – plate sized white spidery flowers spill over
blackberries’ tangled thorns threaten to take over
fire weeds’ magenta blossoms flames in a pyramid of blooms
wild cherry and crabapple trees have twisting limbs

we watched a grouse there once

wild roses show off their hips
elk have left paths and their pellets
fir trees, alder, and birch are silhouetted black against cerulan sky
– airplane above! six cylinders shout
electrical wires on wood poles – still tall, once live fir trees
dandelions yellow blossoms and white geometric orbs expanding
releasing parachuted seeds


this whole path a rail-road bed now un-railed
concrete bridge with chain link fences
stream flowing currents making patterns
trout swim constantly rising for food
in shallow water fish and shadow move as one
or in still sections chocked with
duck weed, green algae murky oily water
blue dragon flies, yellow iris

some beer cans sully the scene

sun starts to burn my arms

salmon berries ripe for eating
fox gloves spires with purple purses detailed with dots
wild flowers unnamed and unknown speak to my senses
ivory morning glories spirals unfold each day
axial forces of twining stems choke neighboring shrubs
thistle down fluffy flower and spiked spire
and a small dead weasel grimacing teeth

a vulture with very large wings flies slowly away

feet grounded
this trail and this track and this time
my fingers stretched out like the veins of a leaf
reaching into the light

lymph and sap
warm blood in birds
cold in the fishes
all of us chemical engines
elements and light energy



i am this – this is me

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inward thoughts

city cracked concrete

catches me unaware

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The longer I listen
The more I hear


Filling up the



Foreground middle and


Painting a picture

seen sound
Strokes of solos’ song
Each individual’s cry
part of a whole

Each to each
class and category
Variety, kind and type all

Call out to the

Noon summer now

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Summer day morning

Looking in the river

Which is the shadow

Which is the trout

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on a bridge
above the current
four tiny trout
swimming to stay in place

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i wake with a huge emptiness in me
i walk – try to lessen it
treading this path
by the stream

these unbearable feelings
must be looked at
searched out like hands in a dreaming

standing this painful ground
until i can rest within unblinking view of the sink holes
that broke me and made me lame

can’t the birds in these woods speak for me –
speak in tongues
spiritual songs

unexpected staccato
one low note repeated rhythm
determined hammering
breaks through

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