Wild Poems

Deep cold settles and smooths the river.
Waves are replaced with the dark, hushed calm of ice.

In the quiet of night, the moon shines twice—
in the sky and also shimmering on the dark mystery of Wild ice.
As if the moon and the ice-bound river
were greeting one another, saying ‘Namaste.’
“I see the […]

For the peace and promise of a sunrise.
The quickening of breath that comes
when we take in the beauty of our surroundings.

For the mystery and humility
of daring to see how we are all connected.

For the opportunity, over and over again,
to choose joy.

For waking up every day to the unknown
and the courage […]

Hold close your Wild spirit
as this nation churns.
Cup your hands around it
like you would a candle in wind,
preserving your flame.

When the press of humans and our panicked frailty
are just too much to bear
and it feels as though nothing could break through
the chatter and commotion we cause,
there are portals quietly waiting for us to enter.

They take many forms, these openings,
these passages that take us beyond our usual understandings.

Portals are not […]

An opossum came calling last night.
Unfortunately, my dog answered the call.

He has a thing about opossums in his yard
and it’s not a very nice thing.

After some discussion, he agreed to go back inside.
And I was left to assess the scene.

Walking up to the rumpled opossum,
it looked like the story would […]

‘Merry’ or ‘Happy’ does not fully reflect
all that is present during holidays.
‘Joy’ is closer, with its arms wide open reach
that delights in happiness and bright new faces