Poems

Stars in the sky
Hopeful pinpricks of faraway light
Beckoning onward
Guides in the night
Keeping you from getting lost
Pointing back home
in an ocean of life

I see the trace through the trees
The old logging road
A game trail
For me it becomes a highway of imagination
A high trail of adventure
To places unknown,Vistas beyond beauty
Times forgotten
A path of dreams

I fall back into the haystack
Gazing into the night
The dark firmament
Soaking in silence
Nestled in the day’s last heat
The arc showing summer’s full swing
Antares red
Vega white
Stars strewn as if all the cottonwoods
Unleashed their fluff
Every pinprick a future hint
Pointing at possibilities
Too many to count
So much to chase

The sky a canvas
a palette of morning
How the maestro sets the brush
A blur of motion
Each stroke a moment
Patient
Sculpting the clouds
Mixing a background of blues
constant unfolding
(always)
Creating
Inspiring
Marvelling
Showing the way