To the Future

To the Future

I wrote this poem in 2011 while still living in Chicago. I decided to revamp it a bit to fit THE NOW. I read it this week at our Halloween Poetry Reading. I hope I was successful in creeping you out if you were there. If you didn’t make it out, here it is for...

Sunset in the Redlands

We drove down from Big Bear Mountain after a Spring day of snowboarding in March this year. It was a beautiful Sunday drive from nearly 7,000 feet to the flat desert, where the sun was setting hard against the sky. We lost day like we do always, fearless and unknowing...

Woodland Marvel

I creep through ancient forests, decrepit, abandoned- nearly destroyed. A dense fog lay beneath my shins, I cannot see the forest floors. Only a smoky grey ocean, an unearthly mystic haze. The morning barely sung, newborn to a day of solitude. Creatures nest,...