Friday, November 29, 2019

Triple Point

Triple Point

Gray sky at the triple point
not snow, not rain, perhaps sleet
vaguery of sunrise
murky as my ruminations

Truth has this way
of slicing open self deception
lancing the infection
draining unnecessary suffering

Through Father's grace
redemption comes
parting the sky
with light again

Poem 19-333y
#highplainspoet, #westernnebraskathoughtsandlife, dawn, nature, ruminations

Monday, November 25, 2019



Weep for the fallen
for fathers who couldn't connect
death lingers from the fathers
whose lips couldn't form words

Weep where things replaced love
performance replaced relationship
tears bead upon cheeks
of expressionless sons

Weep in final season of life
watching fathers incapable
of speaking what's never been said
as they linger in dusk of life

Weep under generations of weight
disappointments piled high
mixed with shame can't carry
blaming self for broken connection

Weep the heartache untouched
weep in grief for irreplaceable affirmations
weep from gut for unexpressed love
weep in hope to break the generational repetition

Modified 19-339
#highplainspoet, #westernnebraskathoughtandlife, fathers, sons, brokeness

Sunday, November 24, 2019


An invitation from Father

All the meticulous notes
filter everything
build a case
page upon page

Generations worth of files
binds the sins
one generation to the next
crushing weight

Truth if want free
surrender the file
drop the case
burn them

Scoop the ashes
into an urn
as an offering
holy and pleasing

Placed at the foot of cross

Poem 19-327Z
#highplainspoet, #westernnebraskathougthsandlife, forgiveness, freedom, spiritual, peace

Saturday, November 23, 2019

Rusty Limbs

Rusty Limbs

Autumn's rusty red horizon
atop Illinois River palisades
awaiting snow to strip what remains
awkward nude limbs left swaying

#highplainspoet, #westernnebraskathoughtsandlife, seasons, autumn, nature

Friday, November 22, 2019

Beet Harvest

Beet Harvest

On a windless day
gray sooty smoke
rises high above
red brick stack

Black coal greedily devoured
by insatiable furnace
boils water
sliced beets marinate

Strips away
sweet molasses and sugar
into bottles and bags
beet pulp and ash remain

#highplainspoet, #westernnebraskathoughtandlife, sugar, beets, western nebraska

Sunday, November 17, 2019



Another day of iced blades
screech of scraper on windshield
peeling off layer

Sparkle of frost
mixing with beads of water
as rays warm glass

Frosted soul thaws
moistness of truth on cheek
breath deep

Truth brilliant
holy blinding white
reflection of reality

Poem 19-321Z
#highplainspoet, #westernnebraskathoughtsandlife
#nature, #frost, #fall, #truth

Saturday, November 16, 2019



As I wait he sleeps
years expressed
with each breath
this is all the time we have

Moment he sees me
his son he brightens
reassured by presence
to drift away again all to soon

Glimpses remain as shadows
lengthen hours into days
once lumbering with life
now fragile

Poem 19-313y
about my dad in the waning season of life

Friday, November 8, 2019

Dusty Contrails

Dusty Contrails

Dirt road's dusty contrail hangs in the air
memories drift of thirty years together
smells of grit of fighting for us over time
tastes of talc sticky upon palette
drink of the union of us

Now our children leave dust hanging
as release them from the home
watching as they leave
anticipating when they return
blessing their coming and goings

Each time they venture further
plying the seas of life
joy in their thriving
sorrow in them letting go

Soon we are back to just us
new memories to create
remembering when love was young
once again igniting a new flame
where we left off to raise a family

Time to press into what's been put aside
rediscover who we are
giving you the honor you deserve
tending to our union
after all these years you are still the one

#highplainspoet, #westernnebraskathoughtsandlife, family, seasons, love, father, parent

Thursday, November 7, 2019



I've been silent of late
as I ponder broken things
broken people
broken relationships
and my own brokenness

Words seem hollow
like that tree's rotted inner rings
'til it finally breaks in the storm
facade gives way to empty space
time ravenously gnaws away

#highplainspoet, #westernnebraskathoughtsandlife, brokenness, growth, change

Wednesday, November 6, 2019



Along the path between us
bare feet hungerly grab
morning's slippery stones
unsteady as land each step

#highplainspoet, #nebraskathoughtsandlife, relationship, journey, life, love, adventure

Tuesday, November 5, 2019



Flaming sky melts into soft lavender
against jagged granite peaks
shadows long upon the face
time is late as sun sinks low

#highplainspoet, #westernnebraskathoughtsandlife, nature, Canada, Kananaskis, beauty, mountains, summer

Monday, November 4, 2019



Each puff inhales death
yellow stain upon fingers
holds death greedily
addiction's gratification as exhale

Can't let it go
lungs raped as light another
choose death in sulfur strike
blow out match snuffed life

#highplainspoet, #westernnebraskathoughtsandlife, addiction, death, choices

Sunday, November 3, 2019



Serenity tastes
of fleshy peach
plucked yellow red
ripened fruit

upon tongue
bite deeply
exploding sweetness

rolls down chin
dripping joy of
late summer's fruit

#highplainspoet, #westernnebraskathoughtsandlife, summer, fruit, peaches, Western Nebraska

Saturday, November 2, 2019

Blanket of Gray

blanket of gray hangs low
veil that hides shadows
sun obscured in brume

warmth of life
pumps through my veins
dissipating internal gray

no hiding anymore
come out from the shadows
find new life

#highplainspoet #westernnebraskathoughtsandlife


a babbling brook of warmth
fills the internal cup
revisiting past with grace
that sees what's been in reality

artist colors upon the canvas
some blustery gray other brilliant gold
when look at the whole
forms one image of journey

grace for today
hope for tomorrow
mercy for yesterdays
blankets who I am


Wednesday, October 30, 2019

Hope Whispers

hope whispers
     in the rustle of limbs
     lackadaisically float
       dried leaves devoid of color
seasons of marriage as walk on what once was
      now dead

hope whispers
     in the sliver of moon
       if I am crazy in what I see
       for me found in ordinary places
       others walk by

hope whispers
     softly of restoration of brokenness
where forgiveness
     flows and mercy embraces
undeserved love
     expressed in spite of the pain
       the good times we have had


Tuesday, October 29, 2019


Blazing sky awakens
vibrant quaking of Aspens
of impending change again
as shed their summer coats

Invitation cross liminal land
into star filled pools above gaze
penetrating slowly as dew falls
softening path of heart trampled and packed


Tuesday, October 22, 2019

Lean In

Lean In

She hangs on his arm
leans into him
bound together
they walk as one

In the cool morning
they glide among the crowd
sparking embers of fire
gloam upon the ground

Arousing hope in all
the young and old
of what can be
once again

Inspiration - a younger couple, late 20s, walking around at the balloon festival in Albuquerque. So entranced with each other they clung together as they walked. A blissful moment.

Sunday, October 20, 2019

Raspberry Sunrise

Raspberry sunrise
dolloped with
blueberry expectations
facing the resistance
of mid-October's gale

briskness shakes
shivers down spine
radiates into core
of endings
and beginnings

layers now cover
what was once bare
skin swaddled tight
once again 
winter's foreboding

#westernnebraska, #seasons, #nature, #fall, #winter

Monday, October 7, 2019



Clothed in vibrant purple
needle thin petals an ornate crown
about bold yellow pistil
unaware of impending season change

Stands in powerful defiance
against forbidding gray
uninhibited by approaching cold
exposure draws in curious eyes

image (c) b. bucks from the Black Hills

#westernnebraskathoughtsandlife, #BlackHills, #Spearfish, #hatchery, #nature

Monday, July 29, 2019



Brooding clouds slowly crawl
as tempest mixes hazy ochre
until stain consumes horizon

Spitting bolts from sky to ground
static tingles upon sticky perspiration
a heebie-jeebie shiver radiates down spine

Raucous thunder booms rattling teeth
Spider lightening weaves web against angry gray blue
Stiff wind whips the sheets of rain


Friday, July 19, 2019



Sorrow of yesterdays
a veil of inky fog
leaves a moist icing
upon the psyche

Until remember hope
breaks the dawn brilliantly
spills golden rays as
stone rolled away

Tomb emptied
waking up in
love's cottony embrace
redemption's power


Tuesday, June 11, 2019



Sorrow troubles my thoughts
when I realize all we're not
nor ever will be in this life

When I was young
I idolized you
now I just grieve

Why did you stop
growing and risking
shriveling in your skin

There's so much
I want to know about you
locked away in your shell

Each choice you made
walled off your voice
'til silence is all that remains

Too painful to broach
or unfold all the past
shrouded in your shame

So in the years you have left
I press forward
you fade upon the horizon

Memories remain of long ago
when you were my dad
and hero was your name

On the other side of this life
on that day
we'll be restored


Saturday, June 1, 2019

Pace and Wait

Pace and Wait

Anxiety paces the floor
footsteps ever echo
down darkened hallways
ever looking for light
Peace waits with me
thaws icy memories
walks with me
to the other side

Anxiety paces the floor
repressed buoyancy
always held under
can't catch a breath

Peace waits with me
pulls me above trauma
out of the riptide
to rest on freedoms shores

Anxiety paces the floor
taut spring suppressed
overwound emotions
cortisol wreckage

Peace waits with me
volcanic emotive release
bears my burden
never forsaken

Poem 19-152z
The complexity of being human and trauma experienced. There is hope, peace, and healing. Matthew 11:28-30

Sunday, May 19, 2019



Sorrow numbingly sings
 like rain dancing on tin roof
Heavy sky steadily cries
 thick dampness oppresses

Late Spring in Nebraska
 in a Seattle mood
Leaves one wondering
 where has the sunshine gone

Perhaps it is time
 to walk in the rain
Allow the chill
 to wash away pain

Allow dandelion puffs
 to paste themselves upon each shoe
Breath deep the earthy
  aromas unleashed

Grass waste high
 soaks blue denim
Bleeds out color
 not meant to carry

Saturated hoodie lays heavy
 weighs upon shoulders
Exchange dead weight
 to feel life in drizzle

Knowing tomorrow's blossoms
 are within today's loneliness
Pick up the pen again
  purge heart of blue ink today


Saturday, May 18, 2019



In walk just placed
children's hands press deep
gray wet cement captures 

Imprint in father's heart
etched upon cellulous memory
as cures, color fades to sepia


Friday, May 17, 2019



Inhale gusto of babbling water on swollen banks
tossed to and fro in Spring's raucous flow
Exhale stale silence of what was
a bier adrift on somber current goes

Inhale brilliant rays of morning's light
angles that penetrate as waves filling inlets
Exhale life sucking darkness
low tide pulls hard drawing debris

Inhale joyful sound of child's first gasp
life fills lungs upon day of birth
Exhale grief of miscarriage
cold death of unformed life

Inhale damp softness
as potter forms clay
Exhale vessel cracked
heat of fire exposes imperfections


Wednesday, May 8, 2019

Center Pivot

Center Pivot

Quiet rests lightly upon the land
sluggish chill of late Summer morning
serene purr of pump motors

Pivot gun ratchets continuously
droplets play upon corn stalks
they rustle like paper in the wind 


Thursday, May 2, 2019


Expanse of a Nebraska sunrise
  watch dawn's subtle light unfold
splashes across the cottony sky
  new hope's expression for today


Wednesday, May 1, 2019



Father's gift of you

Thoughts of you kindle
as dawn breaks in glorious ways
beauty of sky
draws thoughts of you

First bloom of alfalfa
awakens awe of love for you
sight of beauty stirs me
reminds me of you

Wafting sweetness of fields a'bloom
soft aroma's embrace
deep into my lungs
the way our love fills


Tuesday, April 30, 2019

Gray Clouds

Gray Clouds

Dirty gray clouds
as smoke stained walls
gloom hangs thick
Spring stolen away

Snud, snow and mud
glom onto boots
a Winter zephyr
scurries through

Green blossoms cloaked
thick in soft white
prairie weather unpredictable
as bask in afterglow of storm


Psalm 19-120A

Psalm 19-120A

Wake this morning wanting
  more of You
  empty space longing
  for Your tender touch

A breath of Your presence
  upon my cheek
  knowing You're close
  soothes my anxious heart

Sweet surrender into Your arms
  lost in giving and receiving
  comfort so desperately need
  found in Your loving eyes


Friday, April 26, 2019

Virdant Prairie

Virdant Prairie

Dawn hugs low
  long shadows of Spring
Rich green pastures
  shimmers in young light


Old Oaks

Old Oaks

Bark callous and thick
deep ridges of course skin
sloughs off confirms death
budless branches stand stark

Once young and tender
pliable in fierce winds
now arthritic and stiff
totters to stay upright

Roots once gripped strong
now let go adrift in soil
unmoored stands at angle
old oaks fall hard


Thursday, April 25, 2019



Somberness oozes out
  memories blend cause such doubt
Unnecessary suffering runs deep
  in liminal space between wake and sleep


Tuesday, April 23, 2019



Clanks and rumbles rises next door
memories bulldozed down
dilapidated farm flattened
back into the prairie


Monday, April 22, 2019



In gray moment before wake soft memories cuddle
peace washes with desire in morning dews renewal

infused with warm hope of rest in her loving arms
floating upon buoyant grace drifting freely in joy's depth

humbled by your mercy's tenderness like a father's embrace
overcome with your kindness safe as a child resting upon mother's breast

to know and be known secure in who we are as lover and beloved


Sunday, April 21, 2019

At Sunrise

Fall's brown brush
paints North Platte River escarpment
clouds mauve and gray
against aqua blue sky

Touch of snow
frosty's coat
reminding seasons change
beckons renewal

Clarity as look out
cool wind caresses
soft flesh cheeky rouge
canvas changes as sun rises


Saturday, April 20, 2019

Silenced Inner Critic

Pen loosens in hand
  mind relaxes
spilling words
  mental spring discharged

Processing and sorting
  culling the day
lessons learned filed
  shared inner critic's notes

To create again
  upon recycled chaff
'til inner critic
  no longer takes notes


Friday, April 19, 2019


Father's love
  expressed in us
Awakens hope
  silences fear
Christ in me
  hope of glory


Thursday, April 18, 2019


Power's inrush
  surge magnetizing core
    ushering light
      displacing darkness
        powering family

Inspired by energizing two transformers at a new substation.

Wednesday, April 17, 2019

Ugly Cold

Ugly Cold

They move gracefully
  pausing as we watch
  four deer measure me up
  as I soak their beauty in

An ugly cold
  softened by elegance
  as they move off
  leaping the electric fence

As quickly as they appeared
  they disappear into brown grass
  before sun breaks the horizon
  invisible once again


Tuesday, April 16, 2019

Words crawl off the page
ink floods the wells of eyes
stains the mind

Paints tired images
shadow memories
redrawn gray matter


Monday, April 15, 2019



One of those mornings of resistance
where don't want to sit down and write
because of what I might discover
beneath heartache what'll be uncovered

Heart aches in place of trust
that faith is all that binds us
strands so damaged from all the years
Value's been wrapped away in fear

Heart droplets of tears
drip ruby red clear
wondering if we'll ever be free
to love as created to be