Category Archives: A Year in Hope

FrogSong

My sleeping soul Awakened with a smile When a Frog sang Memory Of its unique music Echoed through the rain And endless cloudy days To many years past Youth Innocence The world’s and mine

found in A Year in Hope, Collected, Five |

New Year’s Eve – EvenSong

EvenSong Celebration Contemplation Transitions flame bonfire Visions pastPresentfuture Overhead South and West converge Folding clouds at right angles To screen the moon Light Increases shadows depth Clarity penetrates midnight Calmly birthing Unease —December 31, 1995 Continue to “Dream Fragment 33”

found in A Year in Hope, Collected, Five |

New Year’s Eve – SwanSong

SwanSong Out of the grey sky lake The six joined by two Appear near the islands Flying Not ducks not geese Eight Winging in a line Tip to wingtip at eye level Contact with one Recognition Then connection with the … Continue reading

found in A Year in Hope, Collected, Five |

July Morning

Through the pink falling rain The illusive catbird Clearly calls me by name Hanging from folded clouds Rainbow fragments Vanish Reappear Then lengthen and double Brushstroking The reflected mountains To leave the lake awash In kaleidoscopic color

found in A Year in Hope, Collected, Five |

Pear Blossoms

A chickadee messenger warns Of grosbeaks waiting by the feeder In a hypothermic daze. Late April. Wind, rain, sleet and hail Hasten the daffodils demise. Now, tulips are reluctant, Oriental poppies terrified. With seed and wood in short supply I … Continue reading

found in A Year in Hope, Collected, Five |

Listening Point

Pend d’Oreille, remember the time Before time when in the womb Of your mother Lake Missoula You heard her tell of the upheaval That violently birthed these mountains; When horizontal layers of rock Instantly pitched to angles That today disorient … Continue reading

found in A Year in Hope, Collected, Five |

At Home in Hope

Inside a dream Images and faces Melt into Oneness Sunrise touches the lake Shadows disappear The mountains admire Their own reflection While nasturtiums slow dance To silent and soft breezes

found in A Year in Hope, Collected, Five |

Anticipation

During countless days and sleepless nights I await the news that will announce The arrival of the unrevealed To a confused civilization In need of a New Direction and Purpose For weeks its Presence has been felt On the wind … Continue reading

found in A Year in Hope, Collected, Five |

Poppies

Peeking from protective pods, We are poppies Of indefinable Orange, Radiant newborn suns Opening these fragile petals To explore, find and finally feel Our Individual Uniqueness At the Center Of Being. Continue to “UnSung May”

found in A Year in Hope, Collected, Metamorphosis |

Sandwich Existence

After wearily ascending the lighted stair, An unconscious slamming of the opened gate Awakens the dogs to nervously bark At their master’s alien presence; Babbling patronizingly, While already warm and secure Mentally, behind the closed door.

found in A Year in Hope, Collected, Metamorphosis |

Dream Fragment 33

He disengaged hands Feet from cross and nails Easing pain down to the floor Stumbling stretching walking Through chapel doors down steps Merging with the swirling snow And scurrying Christmas crowd Shopping up down Main Street

found in A Year in Hope, Collected, Dream Fragment 19 |

First Snow

Unable to find restful sleep I quickly open the closed blinds And await the season’s first snow With youthful anticipation. This morning one reluctant leaf Barely clings to the cherry tree As it gently sways to north winds Blowing Snow … Continue reading

found in A Year in Hope, Collected, Dream Fragment 19 |

Empty Garden

Yesterday, the thought, if imaginable, Would have been quickly dismissed. Yet today, I know and can feel A complete Emptiness in my head; And at this moment, begin to wonder Whether I should attempt to fill it With something new … Continue reading

found in A Year in Hope, Collected, Dream Fragment 19 |

Unsung May

Inside the morning rain The summer heat of May Departs on the wind Whipped white capped lake. Hail Dancing to thunder, falls Through the sky cracking Lightning striking afternoon To scatter fragile petals Over white grass. Green stems

found in A Year in Hope, Collected, Dream Fragment 19 |

Dream Fragment 28

I stood alone before the moon Waning in the sun wondering If my shadow would disappear And then pulled the hands of the clock From my pocket burying them Under the rocks without number While digging and planting this field … Continue reading

found in A Year in Hope, Collected, Dream Fragment 19 |

Dream Fragment 11

Between blanket and moon Exhausted stars vibrate On this excited flesh Burning over passion Fulfilled and expectant Sensing an angel’s touch From digits descending Through heavens reflection Continue to “July Morning”

found in A Year in Hope, Collected, Dream Fragment 19 |

Dream Fragment 8

Nightly swaying darkly Through catacombs of sleep Subterranean lives Repeat mumbled questions To echoing mirrors Answered by meteors Showering broken glass On the highway of hope Continue to The Promise

found in A Year in Hope, Collected, Dream Fragment 19 |

Night of the Living

Waking late from the living death, I ran naked through moonlit fields. A barefoot bath in morning dew Reminded me: I am Alive, And not bound by the common dream. Do not hide behind distant cloud Or slip past the … Continue reading

found in A Year in Hope, Collected, Dream Fragment 19 |

Perseid Meteor Showers

Leaving the glare of city lights, We drove on dusty mountain roads Into valleys, over passes, Up and down, winding and climbing, Far above, then past the river That carved this part of the world.

found in A Year in Hope, Collected, Dream Fragment 19 |

Dream Fragment 5

Smartly dressed in red and black The ants climb the green stalks Slowly circling and circling To coax a tightly wrapped bud Open for the hidden pink Gift of a peony sun Rising over the green mountain Of my flowering … Continue reading

found in A Year in Hope, Collected, Dream Fragment 19 |

Early August

The morning garden chatter spoke Of the ripening chokecherries: In a week the firm green berries Have become a plump burgundy. Soon after the fledglings have flown The annual gathering begins With errant flights of drunkenness; Ending in somber discussions … Continue reading

found in A Year in Hope, Collected, Dream Fragment 19 |

The Promise

As a constant reminder I taped a yellow And a blue crocus To the inside of my head Continue to Night of the Living

found in A Year in Hope, Collected, Dream Fragment 19 |

Untitled April

Moon and cherry tree Together in bloom, Full. Moon and blossoms Waning in light winds, Fall. Pieces of white Drop, softly caressing Sacred ground. Beneath

found in A Year in Hope, Collected, Dream Fragment 19 |