Grief

A Visitor

Speechless the view filling me
from the tips of my hair to the tips of my toes solid
with so much presence clearly

Enjoying its own view the quiet
surrounding this place hushed stillness, so loud
every unnatural sound expressed like a put down to the wonder (more…)

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Quiet. Wisdom. Rising- Night-Time Knowing

As promised, here is my first excerpt from my newly published book, Quiet. Wisdom. Rising. I captured this photograph this past week. My family went backpacking in the Trinity Alps for a few days. We camped at Little Boulder Lake, the second night the reflection of the sunset was extra special. (more…)

My First Book is now published!

I have such exciting news to share, I have worked with this collection of poems for almost a year and they have finally come together into my first book. My photographs are strung throughout the book as well giving the reader an opportunity to settle into the view before reading on.

I wrote all of these poems during the five month span that my father was struggling through his cancer journey and I was coming to grips with how to say goodbye. I must say that although the overall topic of this book is sad, there is a lot of tender love, joy and discovery within the book as well. It is a book that I am really proud to share. I am looking forward to opening the conversation around grief, fear and loss. I find the more I feel my way through those feelings, stay honest in where I am with them and allow myself to feel both sad and encouraged at the same time I can be there for myself and those who need me most in times of such sorrow and struggle.

Over the next many Friday’s I will share excerpts from my book. I have not shared most of the poems here before and I am really looking forward to doing so. Here is a link to preview the book and learn a little more about it.

Underneath

And with this breath the waters, finally
recede finally expose what is left of me finally
I can see the glimmering questions the silent fury
the open distractions the ever present
siege that erodes a person when they don’t believe
they are enough they are worth all their effort they are beautiful
even when scoured (more…)

WPC: Reflecting

Unlike the beginning and end
which are easily noticed and perfectly timed, the middle
of a mental, physical or emotional experience is rarely calculated
pinpointed measured-correctly embraced lined-up focused-on
no this is the point in the path
that is unplanned (more…)

Core Beauty

Inward she floats coiled
and sure she knows where she is going
it is worth the effort the anticipated darkness
worth the uncomfortable experience, she is gone
down into the depths of questions
enough times now to understand why, it is a necessity
to unfurl her beauty waiting
soon reaching beyond her core

** A gorgeous purple trillium, wildly growing in my friend’s redwood forest landscape. I hope you are getting an opportunity to enjoy the wildflower details around you.

She May Fall

And she falls within her tears
cascading tender curiosity
and honesty driving her down into the abstract
where doubt and shadow may dwell but that is in the past
where she may find answers to today to the burden
welling up she may uncover (more…)

Not The Same

Oh no I am not
the same person the same thought
as I was last year
last month last week or even last night I am not
I am worn and beaten aching and open questioning
curiously digging under the surface I am not afraid
to look not afraid of what I will find but I feel
the timid recoil of others wishing
I would stay as I was not
this time I am not, no
I will not (more…)