Belonging is Biological (2020) — A few musings prosed to the irrepressibleness of belonging.
A Poem of Appreciation (2020) — I had recently returned from a trip to see my daughter and son in law, and was feeling grateful for connection.
Toward Pheasant Brook (2020) — It was one of those days when I really appreciated some unquarantined time.
Each Day: A Poem of Witness (2020) — Some sense making, and grief that comes with CoVid times.
Goodbye Son (2017) — A poem I wrote earlier this year, from a tender moment of saying goodbye.
Time and Time Again (2017). I have an ongoing relationship with time. I love the buzz of being able to be quick. I also am deeply troubled by it when speed and efficiency is all that there is, or all that we expect together. I wrote this poem one morning trying to shake things up.
I Want to Hear Our Voices (2014) — I wrote this one morning as I woke from a dream. It is a yearning that I hear in many men and in men’s work that comes from a place beneath the calcified surface.
The Bonneville Shoreline (2010) — This poem came from a hike I took near where I live. It was late evening. The sun was setting. I was looking over the valley that once would have been the Bonneville Sea, yet now is the urban area in which I live. I was reflecting on how things change.