Friday, June 20, 2008

Summer 2007



Down by the hotel.  







Up on the mountain.

Monday, June 2, 2008

I want


I want to look across the room to catch you watching me
I want to roll over and touch you in the morning

I want to wake up early to see the sun rise
I want to dance in the sand under the stars

I want to watch you play with your children
I want to see your smile in their eyes

I want to catch you sharing secrets 
Dancing in your arms

I am a bird


I want to be a bird
soaring in the sky
but I find myself
tethered to my nest

You are the trunk
solid safe unyielding
at times sheltering
others holding me 
to the earth

You are my roots
I fly up into the sky
I will come back to the nest
to be warm safe sheltered

Let me sway in the wind
and jump into the sky

you are a tree


you are a tree
roots deep into the ground
straight and tall
reach into the sky
hard and unbending
you sway in the storm

I hide in your branches
safe in my nest
lost in the leaves
awaiting the fall
unable to see the sky

steady and solid
unchanging growing slowly

you are a tree