When Alaska Says Good Morning

The eagles who fly over the mountains of Alaska sing as opposed to shriek. The brown bears who wake with their young empower the forest. The moose add mystery and intrigue as they evade humans but will not hesitate to charge to protect their own. The sheer monumental height of the mountain tops kiss theContinue reading “When Alaska Says Good Morning”

The Wisdom of a Father

Under the vastness of the open and endless starlit night sky, a yellow lab looks to her owner. She smiles and pants with anticipation and excitement to run and play. He removes her leash and away the pup will run. This man will look to the sky and in silent wisdom cry. His respect forContinue reading “The Wisdom of a Father”

A Solitary Traveler’s Thoughts

“Oh Universe, we among my species theorize and speculate. Still, disinformation is a contagion of ignorance that the damned deem as valid intel. Tell me please directly, how does one legitimize the status quo? Platitudes are the plight and the plague of politeness. Disingenuous disposition is the dysentery; the disintegration of a once possibly edifiedContinue reading “A Solitary Traveler’s Thoughts”

Joy in the Creases of his Eyes.

Query is yet another affliction, another addiction. Hence my tense knuckles, and anxious heart. I can only be grateful of the vastness, majesty, and elegance of the world around me.” If I were a man deserving of reward, would I fail so often? Is it perhaps because I fail so often that I am deservingContinue reading “Joy in the Creases of his Eyes.”

The Mother Who Adopted

She walks over to the stereo and loads the vinyl. She presses play and awaits the tunes. Her sister walks in from the kitchen with two glasses of white wine. Her husband is cooking in the kitchen, and her two young boys assist. Funky acoustic sounds fill the warm living room. Then, syncopated minor pianoContinue reading “The Mother Who Adopted”

A Dream of Home and Hope

Evergreen are the plains of open fields and rolling hills. Across it all a warm and orange afternoon sunlight bathes the world; The traversing family is grateful. Sad is the son who longs for validation. He closes his eyes for some relief. In his slumber, he is transported to the land of sunset washed fields.Continue reading “A Dream of Home and Hope”

I am the Falling Leaf

I am ground-bound and browned as I lay on the air as I am guided to soil. My colors are my ways. My colors are my days with you. Shades of brown hold the dimensions of my culture. The yellows are the flowers, sunlight, and softness in your face when you press against my weatheredContinue reading “I am the Falling Leaf”