life of a poet

Surprise Valley, CA.

Coyotes out window calling —heralding 5 a.m. New Year. The trickster. The teacher. And there, passing across the clouds we begin again. Leaving behind the endings of us, of you, of me, of time.

Photo taken on a camping trip, Summer Lake, Oregon.

Water body. Clouds mind. Grasses life. Reflected. Connected yet separate by the horizon. Darkness is here. I befriend it. Thursday. Rain. Hope the Scorpio’s karma.

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Looking towards the first quarter moon. Tonight at sunset. Finished the first sequence of my project. Energized and exhausted at the same time. Wednesday. At peace. For now.

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Coyote runs across the desert. Alone. Trickster. Prophet. I listen closely. Nothing. A drop of rain. Wednesday. A little off. So it goes. Think I’ll just edit.

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Moon’s back was to Venus as I stepped out. Early morning. Cold. Sunday. Just when I thought the poem was going so well. Starting over.

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Photo I took of Aspen tree bark, on my farm, central Oregon.

Nature sees all. Aspen bark. Third eye. Wednesday. Appears that systems are falling apart. La Niña. Sun for a moment.

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Morning brought a notion. Emotions are primordial. And from the beginning. Wondering if they’re an ancient elixir of thought. A trigger for creating language. Crying came first. Monday. Project moving forward. Quesadillas for lunch.

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A rain storm is moving out revealing a warm sun glowing off the cliff face

After a full day of intense wind and rain on the west coast of Ireland the storm is suddenly pushed out to sea and the late evening sun kisses the Cliffs of Moher

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RIP. Saturday. October 11, 2025.

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Imagination. Words. Images. Story. Tapping into places never seen before. All’s good today. Thursday. Saw a butterfly glide a spider’s web.

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Agreed.

Nothing like a breakthrough. Poem works. Meaning clear. Cadence beating. Saturday. Good. Morning.

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RIP. Wednesday. October 1. 2025.

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For me the path has never been perfectly clear. I’ve had to look for clues. Pay attention.
And trust. Tuesday. Last day of September. Fire in woodstove. Wind howling. Much gratitude.

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Been thinking about the magic. of books. How when you open a book and start reading shit just happens. Inspiration. Learning. Fascination. Encouragement. Support. Solutions. Engagement. Understanding. Empathy. Critical thinking. Analysis. Magic.

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Exactly.

Always so nervous when I make a submission but feeling good about these three poems.
Sunday. Wildfire. Smoke skies.
Was called a hothead today. Been liking my dreams.

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Photo I took, barn window, Pete French Ranch, Harney County, Oregon

Looking inside. Small opening of light surrounded by shadow. New project moving slowly. Mindful. Finally. Saturday. Water still running through canal. The air is still.

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Three poems ready to submit. Friday. Setting intention to re-envision life moving forward. Not for indulgence, but survival. For survival. I think everyone knows what I mean.

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Went to buy some new running shoes 10 days ago, couldn’t decide @ $49.99 went back 4 days ago (just six days later) @ $114.99 …..but there’s absolutely no inflation….nuttin’ to worry about.

It runs so deep. Ands it’s so evil. Seriously. What are we going to do?

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The way the clouds covered the sun. Light to dark on the brick laid road. Remember. The two of us on bikes through the morning streets of Loreto. As we did before. Laughing. Roosters crow. Wind blows along the malecón. Echo of a lost dream.

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Every bone has a story. Tuesday. Challenged. Looking up at September blue wishing I could do more. Today’s word, “knotty.”

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Sun almost. Outside, dog sniffs, cars pass, tires hum loud, east through Dry Canyon. Hum miles away. Hum countries away. Hum continents away. Hum and whir and screech across this precious Earth telling the Universe: we don’t care.

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😘🖤

Two days straight— happy. Pretty good. Fall equinox. Lots of Libra.

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Right!?

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