poetry – Snooze 2 Awaken

Running, Writing & Deep Play

Alex Pang, PhD OUTSIDE ONLINE has a new article, “Eight of Our Favorite Writers on Why They Run.” They’re not

Sol Luckman “Feeling blue” becomes A joyful phrase When referring to Any Bluebird Shaman With the courage to leave Anxiety

Sol Luckman My wave is so high I couldn’t paint The top of it And only scratched The bottom of

Stephen Parato You came here for a reason, didn’t you? You can feel it in the depths of your being.

Sol Luckman Throughout the great Southwest You will find desert cities Lost in the sands of time Where no people

Sol Luckman Moan to the moon Sigh to the tides Now breathe And believe When dark is light Light yet

Sol Luckman Having lived my life In hard pueblos Or in no pueblo at all I long for a soft

Mike Adams [SL: It’s my pleasure to share this still highly relevant article, which I published in my popular free

Sol Luckman Terra cotta hills Pinstriped with alabaster Under turquoise skies So much mineral beauty Upwells in this timeless place

Sol Luckman Turn off the road Traverse the boisterous schoolyard Feel the tingle of November sand underfoot While ascending and