Tag: Poetry

My Worth Is In The Wilderness

I know my shadow better than my reflection. I don’t recognize my hands without dirt in the creases, Illuminating the lines and patterns of my palms. I see myself in the context of this meadow: small, yet influential. I watch my feet step over… Continue Reading “My Worth Is In The Wilderness”

Wealth Is Wilderness

What is wealth? In my world of backpacking, wealth is warmth. Wealth is a campsite all to yourself. Wealth is time with the wilderness. Wealth is taking more than a day trip. It is a week to four months to a life immersed in… Continue Reading “Wealth Is Wilderness”

A Desert Soul

“You’re such a desert soul,” he said. What does that mean? Up until now I have been a mountain momma. I suppose I’m growing into new love, Expanding what I consider to be beautiful: Curvaceous rocks and hairy cacti, Twisty juniper bark and their… Continue Reading “A Desert Soul”

A Nomad’s Heart

A nomad’s heart Is easy to win, Hard to keep. A nomad’s eyes: Wide open, Searching and deep. A nomad’s foot: Cracked, worn  No shoes can keep.  A nomad’s soul:Curious and kind with an Everexapanding mind. A nomad’s intention: To live with purpose Outside… Continue Reading “A Nomad’s Heart”

My Blue Sky Dealer

I breathe in deeply and hold, In order to preserve my tears as a steady rain. My closed eyes are the flood gates Which guards the world from turmoil. These are muddy times. The ground is squishy beneath our feet. We do not expect… Continue Reading “My Blue Sky Dealer”

Covid Series: The World Needs More Hopeful Poetry

Guest writer: Ben Bristol, England The Age of Anxiety We’re all vying for our own individual fight against dying,  While all lying awake trapped in our fear and the trying. Our attempts to ignore the statistics of fear,  As the chauvinistic-ultra-nationalism rears  It’s ugly… Continue Reading “Covid Series: The World Needs More Hopeful Poetry”

Social Distancing

Our interconnected hearts Mourn separation.  We need each other. We rely on one another. We find solace in our communities.  Social distancing Brings fear and despair, Loneliness and pain, If we let it.  Fragility and necessity Are in question now.  What have we built? … Continue Reading “Social Distancing”

Phone alone

In the city we sit, Gathered inside Our well lit homes. The walls control the climate for our comfort. Dry, high, communicate- we try. In a room full of people, I feel alone. When I notice I’m the one without a phone. Detached eyes… Continue Reading “Phone alone”

Like a Tree

My hope is to approach you The same way I would a tree: With curiosity. Your roots are of interest to me, Your invisible support system Crucial to your current state of growth. While I yearn to know you, Define you I cannot. For… Continue Reading “Like a Tree”

Time As A Puddle

Consider for a moment: Time as a puddle. And our own distraction as the sun. Mindlessly hot, we absorb the water molecules one at a time. A tedious process if we were to watch each drop evaporate. The sun has other things to do!… Continue Reading “Time As A Puddle”