She had spun for so long that, when her body stopped and her feet planted so as to grow roots, the inertia kept her mind going. Spin...

A buzz where there should be inspiration (but what is "should," anyways?) A long way in the wilderness A walking when aching knees would...

Onward, onward, don't look back For looking backward to the past Leads to death, A death crystalline Mineralized atoms Reluctance...

A song for the morning. [CAPO 3: C, G, F, Am and variations ] Verse 1 - G/C Who am I to put this pen to paper Who am I to write the...

6 Late nights, snowy drives Sufjan Stevens melts the ice Car smell I can't name Old friend, new questions A black Gustavus T-shirt and...

I ran five miles today in Brown’s Woods Bending parts I couldn’t bend a year and a half ago Broken-tree scrambling and drinking in muggy...

(NOTE: I recommend reading on a desktop device to preserve the format--and meaning--of the poem) I wonder what Mr. Gorbachev would say...

I used to think they were so stupid Stubborn Hard-headed Harder-hearted To want to go back to Egypt Where they were kicked and killed,...

Walk with me on this path awhile And maybe then you'll see There are not so many differences Between you and me: We both want safety And...

(for Josh) Truly, you hurt Rocks fall in your mind and you hurt The right ones fall And the wrong ones lodge in the back of your mind...

Glacier N.P., Going-to-the-Sun Road, August 2020 - Photo by Christina Adele Hon You once told me that the very things I see as...

Airplane: Where I (used to) feel closest to God A mode of transportation. “A powered flying vehicle with fixed wings and a weight greater...

I need to hit the pause button so I can hit my knees And tell God all the things my words could never speak They say to close my eyes,...

I stand at the sandy shores Watching eternity lap at my feet Wanting with my whole heart To take this final leap To let the waves carry...

They were alive for a while And then suddenly they were not— Like a sick and dying brother: My dreams For a while we played together...

I wonder if Nature knows That dying leaves Are not the end If it remembers The previous spring If it cries and mourns When green turns To...

We wouldn't eat We wouldn't find the nourishment To dance in the sun We'd only be lying on our backs Tongues dry and peeling Poking out...

Geese know when to move on And when to come back Something to do with Finding the open water At just the right time And not a moment too...

DON'T MOVE out of fear YES MOVE out of faith Maybe it's just easier Not to move at all DON'T MOVE out of obligation YES MOVE out of...

Colors fading into night— I hold the day in the sunset. Reds, deep as Flathead cherries, Oranges, vibrant like the buffaloberries you saw...