i am
a december tree
that will not release
autumn-claimed leaves
in my fear of endings
lies a refusal of beginnings
holding on to yesterday
leaves no room for tomorrow
Dec 17, 2025
Dec 17, 2025 at 10:22 AM UTC
i have created a shadow
in the shape of your presence
for i feel the horizon calling you
so i have made myself a keepsake
formed of our blue-soul clay
that i will curl into my pulse
when your swirling currents
pull your tides into the distance
and expose our cracked-heart canyons
but know my mountain roots run deep
and i will be here when you return
my rivers pulsing their glacial blood
your name forever intoned
by the beating of my volcanic heart
Nov 7, 2025
Nov 7, 2025 at 4:30 PM UTC
this is a season of tired and broken things
mushrooms emerge from the dark earth
jaundiced leaves refusing release
blackened leaf pumpkin vines
scattered families of geese
honk lost gosling names
morning mist runs the river
it is a season of cold and swirling winds
eroding sandstone’s epoch hourglass
sand shifts into the sagebrush steppe
a lone thunderstorm wanders
as the last wildflower fades
as a golden sunset into twilight
i will be here until i’m not
it is enough to watch the light change
horizons rimmed with golden blue
and to feel the weight of years
like blowing sand upon my cheeks
as stone yields to wind
beginning life as soil
the sun leaves and returns again
Nov 7, 2025
Nov 7, 2025 at 4:24 PM UTC
autumn conceals a stillness
written in glimmering stardust
across the shadow of the moon
scribed in the language of harvest
recited by every frost-blue breeze
hidden in the hollow spaces
between hushed leaf-drop whispers —
ripened silences of sweet nothings
passed between autumn’s lips
and the waiting forest floor
Oct 19, 2025
Oct 19, 2025 at 12:10 PM UTC
a rare defiance is carved
into the marrow of her bones
weathered by the beating years
yet unbroken as stone
ancient melodies tangled
in her evergreen hair
whisper of long-forgotten skies
and storms she learned to bear
though seasons try to claim her
with decay and brittle breath
roots of mountain blood run deep
unyielding even to death
Oct 18, 2025
Oct 18, 2025 at 9:55 AM UTC
life-blooded water tumbles
polishing boulders with aeons
buoyant with rich mountain air
swimming with mother’s finest soil
all drawn from the summit’s height
by the gravity of a patient ocean
as it travels its time-worn path –
the river sings and it dances
carving canyons into being
shaping the very face
of the last wilderness
with its undying love for home
Oct 18, 2025
Oct 18, 2025 at 12:38 AM UTC
as the cold december moon
descends into her mountain tomb
and dies another morning death
her light enshrined within my breath
i will remember her
within this fragile moment
and her glorious midnight shine
for she exists as borrowed light
just as my life is borrowed time
Dec 20, 2024
Dec 20, 2024 at 12:27 PM UTC
the omnipotence of distance
between two beating hearts
caged by ribs of inhibition
silences his hope
but the sun rises in beech forests
giving his warm heart space
to beat freely with the morning
and soothes his silent ache
Dec 20, 2024
Dec 20, 2024 at 12:25 PM UTC
like the shining daybreak moon
calls from the depths beyond
her light beckons him
urging him to sing his truest song
so he ascends
rising to greet her
and bows before her angelic feet
his melody now complete
and together they commence
the dance of ages
Dec 20, 2024
Dec 20, 2024 at 12:24 PM UTC
brooding oceans stir
awaken with the wind —
as the azure of her vastness
moves from dendritic depths
her river tendrils reach, embrace
and unite with his mountaintops
calling him from windblown caves
she shrouds him in shining snows
a blanket of her love —
and as she speaks his quiet name
with grace and peaceful tones
life floods his empty lungs
and bathing him with mountain rain
she pulls him from the in-between
her salted tears, a lifeforce
that warms his hardened veins —
opening his eyes anew
with the pureness of her name
Dec 20, 2024
Dec 20, 2024 at 12:23 PM UTC