The forest in January

The trees lay bare

under the white blanket.

Naked and lonesome

in the chilly frost.

Unexpected

they were when I arrived here.

No other footsteps

sought their company.

-Scott

The druid sleeps

Reborn in the spring

with the first thaw.

Renewed in spirit

winter withdraw.

But for now we wait

with candle lit.

Under the blankets

 of woven knit.

Sleeping under snow

roots running deep.

The druid's heart rests

in peaceful sleep.

-Scott

Acorns

Tiny acorns

grow into

grand oaks.

Small babies

grow into

brave leaders.

Cloudy dreams

grow into

sweeping ideals.

Someday I'll

grow into

 my own skin.

-Scott

Vicenza

The woman cried out, in joy, in pain.
Feeling all alone in her work, but knowing the value.
Health, and spirit, her only desire.
The birth of a future, the making of a queen.
The woman did not know the value of this little girls future, only the little girl.
The lives she would touch, the love she would find, the hurt she would encounter.
The husband that would find her, the children she would bear.
The home of dreams, that she alone would create.
The woman did not know these things.
November 14th, 1974, in a chilly northern Italy.
My beloved was born, and waited for me.

-Aaron

The forgiving wall

It is a safe place

to lean against

when I need to cry.

It keeps winter out

when the snow flies

and gales whistle.

I run my fingers

across the grain

of the wooden wall.

With each bump and groove

I deposit

fears and memories.

The dusty boards give

absolution

I forgive myself.

-Scott

Driftwood

So you've found me!

I came from far away.

Pick me up!

With you I'd love to stay.

Oh the things I have seen!

Stuff you wouldn't believe.

The journey is over!

Quite a lot I've achieved.

You're so disinterested!

Please don't set me down.

Don't walk away!

My smile becomes a frown.

Once more adrift!

Turn my gaze out to sea.

But these stubborn waves!

Trap me against the scree.

-Scott

Sea and sky

A cool spash

sand between toes

towering clouds

out over the ocean.

October breeze

ruffles our hair

grass bends

as white waves crash.

Love renewed

two dear friends

hand-in-hand

like sea and sky.

-Scott

The beach

Soft, white, warm.
Mother nature's power, a sailor's bane, a turquoise mirror.
My future in my grasp, my beloved past bearing witness,
The new forever is found, kept, and promised.

-Aaron

The turkey's compass

Eyes to the West

and the setting sun.

Burning your pupils

when the day is done.

Feet to the East

so to walk downwind.

Step down the ravine

or jump with a grin.

Stars in the North

a shiver and chill.

Looking for shelter

over the next hill.

Moon in the South

it hearkens a call.

Crispy brown leaves stage

the coming of fall.

-Scott

The ghost

Keep your hopes up

against all odds,

lest your wits dull

while in shadow.

Keep your eyes closed

after the dawn,

lest you go blind

in the daylight.

Keep your voice down

after sunset,

lest you be heard

by the living.

-Scott

Seashells

Seashells were once a home

that someone small outgrew.

A hard yet brittle dome

was all that snails knew.

Slinking to a new place

where they can now expand.

Waves carry their old space

for us to take in hand.

-Scott

The end of the day

Don't be sad

just because today is over.

Tomorrow

will be much better than today.

For right now

enjoy the colors of the sky.

This sunset

will never be the same again.

-Scott

The way

There is one way.
There are no others.
No matter how you fight.
No matter how you self determine.
The way, is THE WAY.
Our control is our deception.
Our hubris is our failure.
The way is unbreakable.
The way is ALWAYS right.
Its the way things are supposed to go.

-Aaron

The useful

Twisted

and uneven.

Shifted

and high-treason.

 

Blistered

yet functional.

Whispered

yet touchable.

Missing

or misplaced.

Hissing

 or debased.

Useful

for you to lend.

Fruitful

for you my friend.

-Scott

The ant's monument

Noble wood ants

you build your skyscraper

so proudly.

Are you worried

about it falling down

around you?

If it crumbles

where do you find the strength

to rebuild?

-Scott

Stuffed animal

When you're unsure

of where to go

or what to do

it is nice

to have a friend

who will always

be by your side.

-Scott

Grandma's lesson

Grandma teaches me

to be kind

to everyone.

 Grandma talks with me

when I am sad

and need a friend.

Grandma says to me

"Cheer up young one!"

and "I love you!"

Grandma holds my hand

and walks with me

toward better days.

-Scott

The great society

Great societies

are not found

in books.

Great societies

are not built

with statues.

Great societies

do not give in

to whims.

Great societies

are not hopeless

or lackadaisical.

Great societies

are nourished

with sweat.

Great societies

have vision

and foresight.

Great societies

are constructed

on courage.

Great societies

are found

where people care.

-Scott

The drizzle

The rain gives new life

to the earth parched and cracked.

Celebrate with joy!
The hills deserve a shower,
and seeds have reason to grow.

-Scott

Hope at the end

Crusty and cracked

brittle and broken

yet proud.

Spires above

touting lost pinecones

in vain.

One last homage

to the blue above

still hopeful.

No one told them

there are no answers

in the sky.

-Scott