Sunday, December 26, 2010

Saturday, December 25, 2010

Xmas Day

Christmas snow
Cardinals huddled in
a possumhaw


a peaceful cove for
PB&J sandwiches
Christmas lunch


overnight snow
blue jays crowd around
the cat's bowl

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Solstice

Made it up and out for the Solstice Eclipse but waited to take this this morning at almost moon set
 merry winter - the days are getting longer

Monday, December 20, 2010

Saturday, December 11, 2010

Railing

Against complications I am the worst to succumb
It is an iPhone this time - hope to return it to the status of tool as opposed to
an object of obsession.
The camera and applications for editing are inspiring and amazing and just down right
Fun!

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Kinetic Sculpture

Someone has put up hundreds or more like 1000s of these kinetic sculptures all over Osage County, Oklahoma.


Sunday, October 3, 2010

Haiku Autumn

.:|:|:|:.
cross amber hills
awandering
this rocky road

Fall winds
bring a hard rain
of acorns

in the fell wood
lifeless branches creak
a murder of crows

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Monday, September 13, 2010

Friday, September 10, 2010

petals

su árbol
los pétalos, caídos
llenar sus huellas
 
their tree
in her footprints
fallen petals

Monday, September 6, 2010

Chilocco



A significant place and story of Oklahoma history that too many people know nothing of.













Okalahoma Historical Society link
CHILOCCO INDIAN AGRICULTURAL SCHOOL

National Park Service link
Chilocco Indian Agricultural School

Chilocco National Alumni Association
Chilocco Indian School History

Chilocco School of Beauty  -- school song during the last years it was open.
On the broad and sweeping prairie, 'neath the skies of blue
stands our lovely alma mater, alma mater true

Indian braves and Indian maidens, walking hand in hand
great our past we face the future in this glorius land.

Oh Chilocco school of beauty, may she ever be
filled with courage, pride and honor, love and loyalty!

Saturday, September 4, 2010

the Old Man

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the river
bloated with mud‘n sorrow
looses it bounds

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the red water
waves lap against
a bedroom door

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Monday, August 30, 2010

roar & boom

o

moon rise
over the fire
the bullbat roar

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day’s up
down along the river here
nighthawks boom

o

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Memories

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he thinks of
his dead wife's hands
another EKG

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slicing peaches
to preserve
summer vacation
.

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

August

the hot night
naked in bed tempted by
distant thunder

Saturday, August 21, 2010

drifting

her silhouette with
each breath of wind
fragrant moonlight

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Monday, August 16, 2010

Sunday, August 15, 2010

desert

night streams past
this pool of light
a moonless desert highway

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Thursday, August 5, 2010

Sunday, August 1, 2010

Our History


The night of November 26, 1868, Black Kettle, a peace Chief of the Southern Cheyenne having heard that Army cavalry were in the vicinity had decided to move his winter encampment closer to the other villages camped along the Washita valley in western Oklahoma. At dawn on the 27th, (the fourth Thursday in November) four battalions – about 700 soldiers – of the 7th U.S. Cavalry under the command of Lt. Col. George Custer attacked the snow bound village. The number of Cheyenne casualties reported ranges from the 300 later claimed by Custer to only 13 described by the Indian captives. Black Kettle and his wife Medicine Woman were killed. Numerous other women and children were killed and captured to use as human shields during Custer’s return to Fort Supply.


http://www.nps.gov/archive/waba/home.htm

http://digital.library.okstate.edu/encyclopedia/entries/W/WA037.html 

November winds still carry
the sound of battle
on the Washita

along the Washita
sand plums fruit where the children
and women died

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Suddenly

insight comes in an instant, a moment of pure awareness.

Known as Suddenlys - these lines are vestiges of spontaneous discernment.

I started writting them in 1985
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Suddenly, in a copse of trees,
                  a fog shrouded field,
                  her arms enfold him in continuing being.

Suddenly peacefilled,
his head on her shoulder soft golden morning fog.

Suddenly, all his fits & beginnings
are swallows before the storm.


Suddenly, his smugness is an old
western movie façade.

Suddenly, a sadness appears
sliding down the tendrils 
smoke from his cigar.

Suddenly roused by her roaring he senses

blood on the grass.


Suddenly, flying is merely a matter
of concentration.

Saturday, July 24, 2010

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

night walking

night a foot
in chase through the pines
the quarter moon

Monday, July 12, 2010

Friday, July 9, 2010

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

call

at the window
her favorite chair
the hospital number

Monday, July 5, 2010

Monday, June 28, 2010

Nodding

July Sunday
as the congregation nods
a field of sunflowers

Monday, June 21, 2010

Saturday, June 19, 2010