I'm a writer, educator, and counselor. I write humorous essays, social critiques and poetry. I view the world through the lens of progressive education, psychology, and the natural world.
This is a poem that took shape over the course of two weeks. I took some time away from writing/creating recently when I visited my old home of San Diego. There were little lines and ideas that popped into my head or my life from time to time during that trip. I made a note …
This is a poem I wrote about a short little adventure I took this past weekend. I'm still very much getting used to my new area of the world. If you've seen my previous posts, you know I recently moved to the San Bernardino Mountains in California. I was recently driving down the mountain on …
This is a poem I wrote after a very large snowstorm the other day. I live in the mountains of California, and we have been getting massive storm after massive storm. I remember looking out of my window and being struck by the idea of a physical reminder of the prior day - in this …
This is a poem I wrote over the past two days. In my last post - Flake - I wrote a poem using a new method. I attempted to write a Haiku, then gave up after writing lines over and over again. Eventually the poem led me to where it wanted to go rather than …
This is a poem I wrote yesterday after wanting to write a Haiku. I had just visited Find Your Middle Ground's site - specifically the post "Haiku - cycles and seasons". The beginning of that post has a wonderful Haiku, and I was motivated to write. It was a blustery, snowy day outside. I thought, …
Tailing someone in a National Park is a self destructive act. To your left is one of the longest river canyons in the western hemisphere. To your right are ancient volcanic ruins that have formed some of the most unique rock faces in the entire world. Yet, for some reason, there’s a car directly behind …
Dear Grandpa, Have you ever experienced anything like what is going on in the world today? It all feels just so overwhelming. The world must be crazier today than it has ever been - what with COVID, Trump’s political legacy, Trump’s minions, the doomsday glacier melting faster every day, and on and on and on. …
This is a poem about the time I went sledding recently, near my family's home in the San Bernardino National Forest. I've been on the trails numerous times before but have only sled there once. Typically there isn't enough snow to do any winter activities when I visit - besides skiing. The first time I …
I wrote this poem after staring at a white pine tree outside of my living room window one rainy morning. I remember seeing the streams of steam coming off of my coffee mug as I had repetitive, cyclical thoughts about how bad the weather was where I was living - Upstate New York. I thought …
Say it into a mirror. Look yourself in the eye and say it with confidence. “After you, I insist.” Are you prepared for their friendly response? You didn’t think of that did you? The neighbor that cares is the neighbor that dares. They are the risk taker, the empath, and the victim. That’s when you …
