Monday, November 30, 2009

Winter Scarf

cradled wood in truck beds
snow dusting cowboy hats
at mid-day chat by road

mountain wearing
a gray fluffy snow cloud
like a winter scarf

warm noodle bar
in downtown albuquerque
on a cold city street

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Rough Roads

every
electric pole
a raptor

every
grassy field
a cow

every
empty highway
a cop

mountains portruding
like jagged white teeth
from grasslands

down the
roughest roads
delightful places

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Dark Wilderness

- alone -
dark wilderness
gnashing it's teeth

crescent moonrise
peeks over dark canyon
ribbon sky blue bright

eerie bull's echo
bouncing off canyon walls
ground vibrating

yip-yap cries and howls
ripple in quick waves from
excited coyotes

Monday, November 16, 2009

Snow

red mountains calling
fresh powder of snow
frost pines higher up

dog eating
the fresh snow
paw prints

wet gloves
high above the city
snowball fight

icicles decorating
the large boulders
covered in snow

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Enchanting Mistress

the red mountains
luring me further up and in
- an enchanting mistress

red wilderness
lifting her skirts
showing her secrets

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Storm

clouds
blowing in
-rain

thoughts
blowing in
-sadness

drops cascade
off my hood
down cheeks

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Behind Juniper Beneath

"Lay" versus "lie"...I had to look it up. You lay an object, you lie yourself down. Click here for Grammar Girl. Please comment if I still used them incorrectly.

bushy red fur
behind the juniper
a coyote

pine infused breeze
as i lie here with closed eyes
chickadee calls

trail from my house
desert scrub to large pines
unseen red mountain

purple berries
beneath juniper
lay near cones

green pine branches
in the center
jay bright blue

Friday, November 6, 2009

Mustache

spell cast from
wyatt earp's mustache
now broken - freedom

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Claustrophobic

walls in office
covered with birds
none in my binoculars

that plant
on office shelf
has grown roots

mountain hike
pink valley below
with twinkling lights

when did this
small city get too big
for me to breath?

Monday, November 2, 2009

Moon Rising

reading till sunset
on top my private hill
overlooking the city

we watched
the moon rise
over the ridge line

hike at night
through juniper and grass
moon lit path

bright full moon
reflecting off
patches of snow