Too Silent To Be Real

“There was a time in this fair land when the railroad did not run,When the wild majestic mountains stood alone against the sun.Long before the white man and long before the wheel,When the green dark forest was too silent to be real”            Gordon Lightfoot, Canadian Railroad Trilogy Continue reading Too Silent To Be Real

Mountain

Below the photograph is a poem that I wrote recently. I have struggled to put a title on the poem because I have not found one that aptly fits the image and idea I am trying to convey.  I have titled it “The Mountain” because I cannot think of anything more appropriate for the poem … Continue reading Mountain

Life and Death

“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.”                       … Continue reading Life and Death

Drop You Sinking Sun

“Climb the mountains and get their good tidings.  Nature’s peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees.  The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop off like autumn leaves.”                             … Continue reading Drop You Sinking Sun