Tag Archives: Nature

Olympic Peninsula Beach–How To Miss A Highway

To get to the beach, we hike Through the smell of pine So thick, we can taste it. The trail is carpeted with needles– We think we’re the first humans To arrive on a new planet. Trees older than Columbus … Continue reading

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The Ocean Welcomes Me Back

She knows me. Though, I haven’t seen All that she is….. All her anger and angst Frozen at times, treacherous. I know her From the safety of my footing. She can pull me, She pulls me, I am pulled Not … Continue reading

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Share The Dirt

Once, flowers were placed in gun barrels As a form of protest. Today, a garden is needed To keep the soil of the meadow Soft enough for all feet to walk upon Barefoot   We grow in common ground. Share … Continue reading

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Aftereffects Of Fire

Here, where fire once raged Our voice is diminished As if our speech leaves through Lungs weighing only of paper And this trail we have carved To stand next to old giants With charred arms Comes with symbols and words … Continue reading

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Nourish

Bits of straw, loose grain Scattered on harvest floor. Gleaned after tough rain Of the native moon Left nothing but tussled turf, and….. Remnants of our hunger.   Those bones, crop stalks Will bleach in encroaching, Inedible sunlight, Who comes … Continue reading

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Gandalf the Grey — Elan Mudrow Photography

Pacific Crest Trail, Three Fingered Jack, Oregon. July 2017 via Gandalf the Grey — Elan Mudrow Photography

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Grasp

This trail cannot always follow the river. In time, the river will change course due to landslides, fallen trees, earthquakes, perhaps volcanic eruption. Creeks and springs, which feed the river, will chew chunks out of rock, ground, the shell the … Continue reading

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Salmon River Spring

Cool kiss from the forest Stirs an inner revival Charged by its music Fresh from the source That drums upon rocks. As if my very bones Were strewn underneath The stream of Orpheus Whose rhythms sink Past thirst, deep within … Continue reading

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Harry’s Ridge

It’s a part time job She sells Pepsi and water Overpriced, in the parking lot “I’ve come here to run.” I want to say, but don’t. What would that mean? She looks at me strangely, anyway I’ve gotten used to … Continue reading

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Summer Dance

      We dance on wooden gym floors, where aluminum foil-covered, cardboard stars are hung above our heads by fishing wire. The dancehall, a rearranged sports facility. Basketball hoops recoiled, painted lines and circles below feet. The gym, a … Continue reading

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