occupational hazards


Paul Whitener the Sycamore Tree

there’s value
in what’s written
in mother’s
edgy voice

of blunt space
of moonlit night
of sycamore tree

of turning away
of self-doubt
of turning towards
ready to die
over, and over again

as is best
as is done
by toying
with the edge

of brush,
of pen,
of small-town mouth,
of tongue to teeth,
of windpipes
saying hello


for Real Toads



all the field ladies
threw up hallelujah hands
and began to sway

For Carpe Diem: Dance With the Trees

Listening With Another

listening with another
to the music of the mountain stream;
there is no other -Hando

my favorite tree,
my one and only true tree;
it’s us standing ground    -angie inspired

Carpe Diem

Entangled Branches

entangled branches
sun ascends through lifeless limbs
beautiful chaos                     -Anmol (HA)

dizzy from mother earth’s spin
i settle into your arms          -angie inspired