Grand Observations Sulfur clouds billow Like warm blankets, Fanned by a distant mother Keeping us alive Do not touch Do not burn yourself, In these deep hypnotic pools Of emerald and green, Sapphire and blue, Moods ever changing, On a tightrope wire Ready to blow
The Meadows
The Meadows As we left the lodge pine forest and Walked through meadows dotted with Yellow wild flowers and patches of blue We came across a field of ravens Nodding their small black heads to and fro Dancing and hopping in crazy motion Through grasses tall to them, in front of us Everything moved inContinue reading "The Meadows"
All the Way North
It’s been too long since the last post. Lots of musings and thoughts to report, but right now, am trying to finish up a bunch of poems I wrote in June while my son Jude and I were in Yellowstone (and kudos to him for the photo). Enjoy. All the Way North Promised rain, weContinue reading "All the Way North"
Maps
Here's an appropriate poem, for Spring Break, as my son Jude and I will undoubtedly be looking at....Here's an appropriate poem, for Spring Break, as my son Jude and I will undoubtedly be looking at.... Maps Carrying maps we move Through battlegrounds and trails, Roadways, displays and Museums built of alabaster On swamps in citiesContinue reading "Maps"
Science on Screen
Sent this around to a few friends already, but Jude and I went to another night of Science on Screen at the Belcourt Theater here in Nashville. Apparently, there are a few other locations around the country doing this, so if it’s in your neighborhood, check it out. It’s sponsored by a grant from theContinue reading "Science on Screen"
Doug Hoekstra 