love is like the sea,
endlessly lapping at
our rocky shores;
in time, it fashions
our sandy beaches
and yet remains
unchanged
–photo by me
unchanging love
Tag: poetry
minnesota nice
there’s a rare condition
in the land of snow and ice:
the friendly disposition
known as minnesota nice
it quickens when it’s colder,
and wherever you may go,
it’ll settle on your shoulders
like the softly falling snow,
and all it takes, in fact,
is to visit once or twice,
and you’re likely to contract
a case of minnesota nice
–photo of my daughter, chelsea
of sunflowers and men
it took men a long time
to come to understand
that the raw materials
necessary for life were
forged in the center
of a giant supernova–
yet sunflowers seem to
have known it all along
–photo by me
faces (tanka)
perhaps our souls are
not somewhere deep in our chests,
but in our faces–
why else do people end up
with the face that they deserve?
–photos by me
wolf moon
the wolf moon
slowly rises–
a white bubble
in the black
molasses sky
of january
–photo by me
a new day (shadorma)
a new day
arrives to banish
the demons
of the night–
how quickly they all vanish
in the morning light!
–photo by me
haiku 136
an old log cabin
nestled in the snowy woods–
certain peace of mind
–photo by me
endless battle
in times of great social upheaval,
the battle between good and evil
is played out on myriad stages–
and so has it been thru the ages
.
and now, you must do what is right,
so take up your weapon and fight–
but if you hold sway over men,
choose not the sword, but the pen
ye olde lighthouse
stand firmly on the precipice
send out your light to the lost
be strong and weather the storm
be that beacon on solid rock
be like the lighthouse
–photo by me
gaslit girl
there once was a bubbly, young girl
as bright as a bushy-tailed squirrel,
but her mate wouldn’t quit
telling her she was shit–
now she just wants to hide from the world
-photo by me
michaeljordahl 