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Untamed

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on August 21, 2022| 4 Comments »



We measure the afternoon in wild raspberries,
pulling to our mouths the abundant ripe fruits
like the feral beings we are.

Fingers stained red and lips stained red
and the moments stained red as love.
If it is not smart to speak of love,

then let me not be smart.
Let me speak of love that flourishes
like wild raspberries in a rainy summer.

Let me live into love as undomesticated
as these brambles that line the creeks.
Let me remember today

by the sweet and tart taste of wild berries,
how softly they fell into our palms.
Let me be eager for love

as the look on my daughter’s face
when she dragged me by the hand
back to the raspberry patch saying more, more.

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Burst

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , on August 3, 2021| 4 Comments »




So full of sugar,
the ripe plums
on the counter
begin to split
their skin—a sign
they’re beginning
the journey
to wine.

Sometimes,
like today,
hiking through
spruce forests and
wildflower meadows,
past beaver ponds
and through
clearings of chanterelles,
I, too, feel as if
I could split—
so filled with
the sweetness
of life I almost
explode,
tipsier by the moment
broken open
by joy.

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Somewhere You Feel Free

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on July 26, 2021| Leave a Comment »


You belong among the wildflowers.
            —Tom Petty, “Wildflowers”


Standing alone
in a high and steep meadow
surrounded by a million million
pale purple asters,
a person might be,
at least for a moment,
a many petaled thing,
might know the blue sky
in a new blue way;
might want to visit the self
as curious as a bee
stepping into the golden center
of things. What luck
to climb into beauty,
to stumble into
the self greater than the self,
to forget for a moment that worry,
that burden, that loss,
and simply purple, to wildly
purple, to purple with abandon,
to purple without thought,
to humbly purple,
to purple.



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Porphyry Basin

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , on June 27, 2021| 2 Comments »

so oh slippery flesh song
of skinny oh dipping
into oh icy clear
of blue oh in the high
alpine lake, oh and oh
how the shiver oh
breath oh is oh
such wild thrill in the oh
can you oh even dream
of how good it is oh
to be oh just a few
more oh seconds
held by oh liquid snow
so oh yes so only
right oh here
and so oh yes so very
oh nakedly
yes oh alive

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Hiking with Joan Through the Aspen Glades

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , on July 6, 2020| 3 Comments »

We speak the way old friends speak—

knowing each other’s stories,

the nuances and undertones.

She always knows just what to ask,

just how to nudge me toward

quiet revelation. I don’t do my best

to hide. In fact, it is easy

to speak of my brokenness.

We pause in a field

where the forest has been felled

in an avalanche—

the slender white trunks are strewn

in a chaotic jumble—

but oh, how clear the view.

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After Hiking an Hour up the Mountain

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , on May 17, 2020| 2 Comments »

 

 

 

A big green meadow

opened in my heart

filled with dark purple larkspur

and fragrant sage—

and I stepped into it,

wondering how I had ever

stepped out of it—

come, meet me here,

here in the temple

of pulse and blue sky,

where everything

seems possible,

even love forever,

even love right now.

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Bushwhack

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , on February 2, 2019| 2 Comments »

 

 

I followed the road as if it were a teacher.

It went up, I went up. It turned, I turned.

It was a long time before I relearned

that the road is not the only way to go.

The first day I walked away from the gravel,

I fell. That was the day I learned

staying upright is not what’s most important.

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One Afternoon Hike

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on February 24, 2018| 1 Comment »

 

—for Rachel

 

 

between the cactus,

we walk, our conversation

daring to step wherever it wants

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One Hiking Above Treeline

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on June 29, 2017| 4 Comments »

 

 

 

wind so strong

the only part of me unwhipped

is my wonder

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Going Round Trip

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , on March 29, 2017| Leave a Comment »

 

 

 

After the first half mile

my shoes are soaked through

from post holing through knee deep snow.

There’s still a long way to go,

and the hike is for pleasure, after all,

so I decide it’s not so bad,

the squish of my socks,

the chill seeping in.

It’s just another way to remember

I’m alive, and though it’s slippery

and slushy, the trail,

and though I’m less nimble

than I’d wish to be,

look at that blue, blue sky,

and oh, my long shadow,

see how eagerly it leans to the east.

 

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