Peace, dry.

There is no other place like the desert to see the stars

There is no other place like the desert for burying thoughts

It encloses you in its vast dryness

Holds you closer than a mother holds a newborn

Just so it can show you it’s chameleon like powers

How quickly the hot sand becomes colder than ice,

Amazed you will stare, while it balances the extremes

I ride through it, over large enclaves, until my legs

Are redder than a lobster and attached to my bike

Only by habit, or they are frozen to it, depends the time of day

Still, I ride with a rush like no other

Weave a new map, for someone to follow, in hopes no one will

This way I remain alone amongst and with the giants

The desert knows my name, and I know its soul

For me there is no place I call home

Only places I ride

The two wheels

While tripping dust into circles above ground

My home is in the movement,

Through the redness of the morning and

The highlights of the evening

If a meteor shower surprised me there

I think I’d be ready to give up eternity

And stare like a kid mouth agape

Longing for nothing more than that moment to last

Those times in between in between dry pieces of peace

Those make a lesser man sweat with fear

Fear I sometimes wish I possessed

To you, beast of nature and with you

I can only climb until I remember

It’s been so long since I’ve seen free water

And a tall green mound and bolt to another side

Of this land, my land, the land that’s logged in my bones

So much peace, so much dry heat, I could never

Thank you enough.

September 13, 2013

CALL OF COLORADO

I remember, as it was yesterday


The quick draw of weather changes Colorado unleashes onto the un-expecting first time traveler


It was from sun to hail to rain to snow to sun all as if unveiling a painting at a gallery opening


Beautiful, quick to open the eyes wide; what to wear and when you ask? 


The rides you'll endeavor will always yet never truly respond


Be there and fully

Clothed in layers or unprepared at awe you will be

Do or do not -no matter the will


Encapsulated into the crystal clear water of its rivers you'll come

You'll yearn to scent the mountain fresh air before you'll have a chance to open your car door


In the north on all corners the Rockies will wave and smile


Their magnificence will draw you in year throughout


The horses and their pastures, everywhere and always around

In all seasons they carry glory and lust of the prairies of the Wild West

But the spring is what shall seal the envelope of desire.

You'll remain sorely present imagining how you can walk this land with not much in hand.

Long time to come

10-11-13

IF I

if I remember your embrace
I won't want to know another
If I think of your eyes
I can't look at another pair so much
At once, I'll loose myself in thought
In want, in the way of the sun
If I recall the talks and walks
I'll be offended that my expectations now exist
Only to be crushed by oh so many
If I come around to the end of it all
It's just the beginning of an endless
Film loop my mind is playing
If I'll say to anyone
I'll be still deemed as unfree
Shackled and unprepared for love
If I'll determine to answer and say
You've done more than prepare me for such feat
If I'll cringe at their laughs its only
To know I've been right all along
To be shown what can transpire from pura vida
If I'll nod and say they are right
The window of possibilities will be shut tight
Tighter then a snow day asks it to be
So I'll know love through what you've taught me
And if thet tell me to settle
I'll look where I need to find your voice
That'll surely protest
From across the universe
From within my palace
All the king's men ready in armor
To defend love's honor
If I'll remember your embrace

9.5.12