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Driftwood How long did you live for How many years did it take you to grow To the big ole tree That we now see Half above the river Half below How long ago did you die? Did the ground wash out from under you? Struck by lightning, Insects under your bark Now you are naked Stark Not a single piece of bark anywhere do i see Has it been long since you were dead Or … [Read more...] about Driftwood

Flow   Each drop of rain falls Crashes to earth Without pain Splash Always in a hurry Your not where you want to be Maybe you have an appointment And you don't want to be late Or it's just Gravity Pulling its weight Collecting In a puddle Then into a brook Forever flowing Down to meet other drops forming a bigger stream The more, The faster The faster you … [Read more...] about Flow

Life on the North Coast Here are some Of the things I like the most. To be reminded Just how majestic Compared to most The size and life Of the redwood tree The shape and size Of the mountainous terrain Enjoying the many Trails that cross them Pumping the blood Through my vain With a little Extra joy to see The smiling friendly People saying hello When we … [Read more...] about Life on the North Coast

Redwoods Redwoods Redwoods, redwoods so sad it is truly to see you become deadwoods. To go back in time to see you in your prime, I would if i could, yet alas that I cannot do. When I stand below you, how miniscule i do feel. Not by just your size or to the great heights to that of which you do rise, but merely the number of years it took you to grow. You are alive years … [Read more...] about Redwoods, Redwoods