Poem: Even a Small Fire Can, Nov. 4, 2019

Even a Small Fire Can, Nov. 4, 2019

Even a small fire can
from pine needles dried
cast away from their branches,
half-burned wood
cracked black and hollow
overpower the sun
as it fades beneath the horizon

casting light and
bathing in warmth
so too can love be
rekindled from
bits and pieces,
half-burned memories
blurred by time and distance
until once again
it is blinding
it’s warmth untouchable
it’s shape unknowable

How wonderful it would be
to bathe in this fire
with you until
our embers ceased to glow and
cracked black and hollow
even a gentle breeze carries us and
in bits and pieces
spreads us far out across and
back into everything
where we can
begin again

Cranberry Bog, Brendan T. Byrne State Forest, NJ – 2019
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Catskills – Oct. 6, 2019

Catskills – Oct. 6, 2019

Images from the hiking trail to Giant Ledge overlook.

Green Rocks, Red and Yellow Leaves, 2019
Golden Leaves, 2019
Moss on a Twisted Root, 2019
Water Droplets on a Leaf, 2019
Silver and Green, 2019
Shirisha’s Hair with Water Droplets, 2019