Rising
by sin
falling
by virtue
Caught in the
blind spot
of destiny’s
rhyme

Words
overweight
in consonant
sorrow
Vowels
deftly stolen
inverting
— the time

(Cooke City Montana: August, 2025)

Killing
time
without
wounding
eternity
Life
in the
balance
life
— on the edge

(Red Lodge Montana: August, 2025)

Loving
the solitude
Loving
the silence
Hating
consensus
Hating
refrain

Loving
the magic
Loving
the present
Hating
the reference
Hating
— proclaims

(Dreamsleep: August, 2025)

To carry life’s
complex messages
The structure
must be simple

Like angle iron
at ninety degrees
the weight to never
buckle

A thrusted spear
a hammer punch
direction
short and measured

Effects most dire
with arrows fired
from bows
— most straight delivered

(Chief Joseph Highway: August, 2025)

The Mountain
looms
and calls your name
To glory
or
perdition

Its summit
has a thousand
fathers
Whose abyss
awaits
— the orphan

(Beartooth Pass: August, 2025)

I can’t build
the bridge
But I can cross it
when asked

I can’t mark
the trail
But I can follow
when tasked

I can’t light
the fire
But I can warm
in its glow

I can’t walk
on water
But I can bathe
in its flow

I can’t play
the harp
But know an Angel
with hands

I can’t save
the masses
But love a Savior
— who can

(The First Book Of Prayers: August, 2025)

Common Sense
uncommon
Wisdom
in the queue
Figures lie
as liar’s figure
Judgment
— left askew

(Dreamsleep: August, 2025)