Black Cat

Black Cat (18-025Z)

White ring necked cat

Black and stiff

Lifeless at side of road

For three days

Tonight it is gone

Perhaps an eagle

Carried it away

Bones scattered in nest

One swift moment

Life departs

Coldness of death

Sinks to its bone

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (18-025Z)

Grace

Grace (18-030Z)

Rushing around
Living for tomorrow
Missing the moment
Trying to cover the past

Dead things
Keep surfacing
Not quite dead
Marionette strings attached

Waltzes back
Into life
Ghost of past
Begging for rest

Dwelling in future
Avoiding the present
Pain shoves forward
Blinds to today

Rest is found
Embracing the day
Good and bad
Enough grace to stay

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (18-030Z)

Doggies

Doggies (18-029Z)

A quarter mile away
Herd sees me open the gate
They want to come and play
Get there just a moment late

Funny things can bring a smile
Stop and enjoy the surreal
Consider the moment for a while
Be open to what's revealed

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (18-029Z)

Otherly

Video from Spearfish Canyon today.

Otherly (18-028Z)

Fresh snows
Lay upon
Fir's boughs

Roar of the fall
Layers of ice
Creation's sculptures

A "Narnia" moment
Just missing Tumnus
And a lamppost

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (18-028Z) 

Beauty and Grace in Motion

Beauty and Grace in Motion (17-314A)

                     -i-

Beauty and grace in motion

Creation mimics Creator

White tail deer bounding over fence

Palette of colors paint the dawn sky

                     -ii-

Beauty and grace in motion

Rumble of herd running

Horses flow in stride

Dancing manes and tales

                    -iii-

Beauty and grace in motion

Stars dotting the clear night sky

Crispness of late Fall

Breathed in, received

                     -iv-

Beauty and grace in motion

Water spills over the cliff

Thunder of the fall

Rainbow's prism in pool's mist

                     -v-

Beauty and grace in motion

Eagle soars the thermals

Thoughts warm the heart

Love rises on fuel of wonder

                     -vi-

Beauty and grace in motion

Variegated souls knit

My love's form beside me

In forgiveness and love we share

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (17-314A) modified on (18-027)

Busy

Busy (18-024Y)

Miss the beauty of the day

Preoccupied while walking

Hen rising out grass

Arouses my attention

Mulling over day

Running late by taking walk

Trying to hurry

Molly dog on her own time

Pull back from rushing

To only hurry again

Yo-yo of being present

Release control

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (18-024Y)

Shame

Shame (18-023Z)

Shame hangs thick
Coat of frost on the mind
Pollutes love's flow
Stains the heart

Harsh inner thoughts
Voice deepest fears
Stirring vortex of emotions
Anxiety of past replayed

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (18-023Z)

Giddiness

Giddiness (18-020Z)

Soft glow unfiltered

Moments 'til sun crests horizon

Reflects from silky clouds

Fades as sun exchanges place

As quick as glow came

Color palette dulls

Sun now above filtered

Sigh of creation

Watch the transition

Enamored in creation

Beauty of Father's handiwork

Worship in my heart as dawn becomes day

Young boy giddiness

Lingers in my being

Honor that place

Participate in break of day

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (18-020Z)

Ink (18-019Y)

Ink (18-019Y)

Blank pages stare back at me
Verses yet to be written
Wait until smitten
Stories undefined flee

Silence is the soil
Paitence as words grow
Soon they spill out
Ink begins to flow

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (18-019Y)

Yielding

Yielding (18-018Z) 

As I open the door morning's
Soft pink sky greets me
Tender pinks and reds soon
Give way to light yellow and grays

The liminal moment
Of dawn recedes
Brilliance now masked
Heart reluctantly concedes

Beauty hard to see in routine
Eyes dulled in life's fray
Longings now clandestine
It's covered with the day

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (18-018Z)

Configuration

Configuration (18-012B)

Change requires
New configuration
Off-line
Install
Reboot

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (18-016Z)

January

January (18-016Z)

Window glazed white
In morning darkness
Patterns snowflake like
Simplicity's starkness

Engulfed in frozen
Moments cold
Want chosen
Beauty behold

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (18-016Z)

Solitude

Solitude (16-149Z)

Gray blustery day,

Bound to house.

Confined by body,

Mind fully alive.

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (16-149Z)

Cookie Dough

Cookie Dough (18-014Z)

add the
sugars brown and white
butter and olive oil
flower and baking soda
vanilla
bag of chocolate chips
mix it all together
heat the oven
wonderful tastes
warm from the oven

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (18-014Z)

Light

Light (18-013Z)

Fifty year old light

Hung in the room

Among the shadows

In the corner

Pull string pulled

Last time today

Ladder hauled in

Fixture screws removed

Cut around porcelain freeing

From years of paint

Wires cut

To the trash it goes

Remote control

LED light fixture

Adjustable intensity

Shadows cast away

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (18-013Z)

Joy

Joy (18-012B)

pull you close
lead with right foot
step and pivot
lean in

joy to be close
learn and explore
learn new steps
enjoy the moment

eyes glitter
as we practice
feet and arms tangle
until move together

no music yet
just learning steps
something together
we enjoy

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (18-012B)

Soft Light

Soft Light (18-011Z)

Of morning
always inspires
awe

Palette of color
clouds reflect
glory

Another day
grateful to
wonder

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (18-011Z)

Fealty and Love

Fealty and Love (16-196Z)

A friend is true,

When they believe in you,

They don't cut and run,

In those moments that aren't fun.

Stick through to the end,

Though others just pretend, 

Even when others doubt,

They stand to defend.

In moment of joy or pain,

They are consistent remain the same,

My action may cause shame,

They commit to stay in the game.

Life is shared together,

This works both ways,

When one is weak,

The other is strong.

Fealty and love,

To each other,

Two together,

Better than just one.

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (16-196Z)

Frail Hands

Frail Hand (16-151Z)

sit quietly beside

holding frail hand

in his waning presence abide

days are numbered in this land

finally found a peace

can just rest side by side

Fall season changing leaf

acceptance finally resides

not to the swift

presented many choices

each moment a gift

finally room for inner voice

waxing of season

suddenly life found

place beyond reason 

in waning days life abounds

Memories of my father-in-law.

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet (16-151Z).

Sandhills of Soul

Sandhills of Soul (18-007Z)

High plains

Thoughts wander

Replays refrain

Life squander

Nothing to explain

Past launder

Hope un-contain

Path ponder

Free to roam

Explore new terrain

Swaying brome

Cleansing rain

Sandy loam

Peace sustain

Solitude's home

Quiet maintain

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (18-007Z)

Life (17-304A)

Life (17-304A)

Linear motion

Time's movement

Location over time

Roots

Foundation placed

Not knowing time

Will invest in place

Weathered

Storms pass

Still stands

Well built

Legacy

Till the heart

Plant the seeds

Pull the weeds

Harvest

Tears sown

Hope grown

Love known

Abundance

Broken restored

Lost found

Old renewed

Healed

Choices made

Who serve

Eternal consequences

Breathe

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (17-304A)

Fickle (18-003Z)

Fickle (18-003Z)

Uncover unexplored
Depths define

Anxiety assaults
Fickle fears

Ask another
Consider concern

Dig deep
Faith fuels

Freedom found
Peace profound

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (18-003Z)

Winter

Winter (18-002Z)

Moon's
pale
glow
full
Snow
reflects
bitter
cold
Eight
below

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (18-002Z)

Forward

Western Nebraska New Years Day

Forward (18-001Z)

Hoar frost clings

Like sins of

Past generations

Want carried forward 

False beauty 

Into new year

Repentance melts away

Revealing life and

New beginnings 

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (18-001Z)