Poetry

My MacBook Air Does not care What Sam sings, Validating nothing I care about. So, I carry on with My Sam song, Never connecting To all the Apple Temptations Beyond Eve. Kirk Gothier

Camp V was our weekend home Behind the Chevron Station, Beneath the Great Walls, We loved climbing. What did Cal Students know? Our favorite shout out After defying gravity, Dangling perilously, Above it all, was: *It was a good climb, And nobody died!” All our lives are Filled with adventure, Sustained by love, Where we […]

When secret places in the forest are crisscrossed full of trails When wild things live in cages and the ocean is bare of whales When the highest mountains are all paved and the Condor is not saved Will human involvements continue to be waived? Have you seen? wild horses in the wild prairies of untamed […]

Despite the Year, Nothing was clear. We all look through Our lens of choice, As Nature bats. Maybe hindsight Will be 2020? Kirk Gothier

When hiking on a forest trail if duff is wet, and light is pale, late fall and winter, early spring, then comes the fruit that fungi bring. They pop from snags and fallen trees through dung and duff, new forms are teased, and inside each, protected there grow spores that someday take to air. Some […]

You find out what’s a poem the Hard way some times A scrap of line you threw away two days Ago and now look at you bent over the dumpster at the waist Sneaking a bite of pizza while you Think no one can see you It’s not everyday that the end of the world […]

Like a long-rusted statue The robin stands stock-still But with a spasm and a spurt He comes to life Plucks a worm From the earth And leaves it too J. Commander

Your phone said rain Wear a raincoat, you said Mine said drizzle, I didn’t bother People in the Co-op parking lot pulled up their hoodies except for one man with a broken umbrella he held it over his head as he walked to his truck The trees, the streets, the crows called, Rain! We all […]

The ache in my arm Welcomes me back, To the world we shared For almost 7 decades. As the sun enlightens Trees I have known In all ways imaginable, Plum blossom promises Have never been More inviting. Kirk Gothier