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Mar 6, 20231 min read

A Bent Tree Only

A tree was bent, but not for the reasons thought - it wasn’t made by a native tying a knot. It was made as an older tree fell into the...

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Feb 6, 20232 min read

Art and Aspiration

Aspiration painting by Robert Arthur Wilson What do conservation, history, and photography have in common with one another? When one...

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Jan 5, 20221 min read

Transition

The trees are past their peak - The season's drawing nearer as our mountain creek flows into a mirror. A chill is in the air - the scent...

Christopher

Jan 4, 20211 min read

Beauty's Red Rose

Hear ye, Hear ye! All lads and lasses, some words come fast, others like molasses. Something which always fills me with zest, has burst...

Christopher

Dec 9, 20201 min read

January

A new year has begun and the weather is cold. A spider’s web has been spun and the sunset is gold. The trees stand barren, devoid of...

Christopher

Nov 24, 20201 min read

The Old Paths Remain

B eside branch and leaf, a convergence of streams meanders beneath, Their ancestor’s dreams. And I bathed in song Listen to her whispered...

Christopher

Nov 19, 20201 min read

How Many Walk Among Us? The Song?

I had posted my poem on Reddit, asking for a critique, and much to my surprise, someone composed a song for piano and vocal for my poem. ...

Christopher

Nov 17, 20201 min read

There Was a Time

There was a time when I used to believe I had faith in my future and passionate dreams There was a time when I thought I could be...

Christopher

Nov 16, 20201 min read

Autumn

A short poem about my favorite season Fallen leaves rustle at my feet: Orange and yellow, Moss and peat, Babbling brooks, Rocks and...