orion hovers
over a vein of pure gold
in the black forest
out here I feel my spirit
out here I plumb my soul
–photo by my son, aaron
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memory serves
when I was a boy
the stars burned so fiercely bright
but my eyesight dims
yet safe in my memory
I think they’re even brighter
dreams of summer
highly polished lakes
cradled among verdant hills
reflect a great yen
the dreamer seeks clarity
hidden among obstacles
–photo by me
simplicity
i’m walking to work
and now i don’t have to drive
to the gym either
when we simplify our lives
we may find that less is more
–computer art by me
burning cold
at forty below
a cauldron of swirling snow
simmers underfoot
and stars burn fiercely above
yet neither offers me warmth
–photo by me
the introvert
she peers through dark leaves
at the colorful real world
and is glad for it
she is pleased to be alone
no matter what they all say
–photo by me
no contest
a sudden storm came
nature’s fury exploded
like an angry god
my own rage now laughable
i turned around and ran home
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