Doug W. Evans 6/4/24 Doug W. Evans 6/4/24

Shapes of Time

“time screams merciless
vindictive boulders
crushing worn fingers…”

Doug W. Evans 6/3/24 Doug W. Evans 6/3/24

Rollie Pollie

“pure—innocent children

making friends with bugs…”

Doug W. Evans 5/30/24 Doug W. Evans 5/30/24

My Old Eyes

“now—as my old eyes fade into flint
to humbly close in a fading entropy
I hope to carry one precious virtue
to a never-ending world of spirits”

Doug W. Evans 5/29/24 Doug W. Evans 5/29/24

Dandelion Peace

“summer’s breath of dawn
unfolds gold with early light”

Doug W. Evans 5/25/24 Doug W. Evans 5/25/24

Signs

“Our gaze was drawn to a verdant agrarian valley cradled by the ribbon of a great meandering river. It was here that a notable sign stood, its warning prominent…”

Doug W. Evans 5/24/24 Doug W. Evans 5/24/24

Flower Moon

“alabaster moon rising
engulfs our mountain valley”

Doug W. Evans 5/23/24 Doug W. Evans 5/23/24

Sail Away

“political squalls
creep into my swirling mind”

Doug W. Evans 5/18/24 Doug W. Evans 5/18/24

Wolfsbane

“anxious—pretty memes
sprouting zealous soft color
praise your swift plucking”

Doug W. Evans 5/15/24 Doug W. Evans 5/15/24

Dark Jade Woods

“hiking dark jade woods
calm winds whisper healing words—
I remember you”

Doug W. Evans 5/12/24 Doug W. Evans 5/12/24

Mothers’ Day

“who taught us how to love
in a love-forgotten world
who spread their beauty
upon nature’s own beauty”

Doug W. Evans 5/6/24 Doug W. Evans 5/6/24

Plunges

“divine plunges
of smothering night
choke my dark demons
of daylight”

Doug W. Evans 4/30/24 Doug W. Evans 4/30/24

Becoming Infinity

“I linger in the light
squinting in silver curiosity
exploring the snarled calculus
of this mystifying universe…”

Doug W. Evans 4/29/24 Doug W. Evans 4/29/24

Memories

“my relentless fears—”

Doug W. Evans 4/28/24 Doug W. Evans 4/28/24

Clouds Cloak Fervent Suns

“clouds cloak fervent suns
helping us grow and stand firm
in soft rains of hope”

Doug W. Evans 4/14/24 Doug W. Evans 4/14/24

Psithurism

“old trees never seem to care
about how they appear
or what they once spoke…”

Doug W. Evans 4/9/24 Doug W. Evans 4/9/24

If I Could Unearth

“If I could unearth
lost paths in soft—forlorn hearts
I’d draw gracious maps”

Doug W. Evans 4/7/24 Doug W. Evans 4/7/24

Nests

“in our eclipse of age
we imagined calm bliss
in soft—empty nests…”

Doug W. Evans 4/2/24 Doug W. Evans 4/2/24

Antibody

“my bones are etched in peens of ache

and my lungs are hardening to stone…”

Doug W. Evans 3/30/24 Doug W. Evans 3/30/24

Quiet Angels

“there's a perpetual sadness stirring
the pure hearts of our whispering waters…”

Photo and inspiration courtesy of my good friend Rod Sorenson. Visit his Website at: rcoakley.com

Doug W. Evans 3/25/24 Doug W. Evans 3/25/24

Rivers Don’t Flow Straight

“rivers don’t flow straight
shaped by curls of daunting earth
challenges spread life”

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