life is


life is but a wooden fence

that stretches ‘cross the grounds

and circumnavigates the deep

with countless ups and downs


life is wooden mile-posts

with threaded rails of time

standing sun-bleached hand in hand

on felted lawn sublime


life is wooden moments

reaching out of sight

a wooden skeleton by day

a memory by night


–photo by me



life in the forest


i follow deer trails through the forest

they always find the easiest routes

the ravens in the tall white pines

start their morning jamboree

as i slip easily beneath

the great canopy

of needles


these trees

and birds and deer

and all life in the forest

pulses with that same cell

splitting apparatus that i have

we share the double helix of dna

the forest is very alive and i can feel it