Author Archives: Bill Engleson

Party Hens…A Carrot Ranch Re-post

20 May, 2021 – 1:53 am | By Bill Engleson | Posted in Uncategorized, Writing observations | Comments (2)

There is no Middle Ground in the Middle East

We cannot understand why peace is so rare, so elusive, so enigmatic, so spare, so lost in the anger, the soul’s wear and tear. Within Gaza’s rubble, the body count swells, reciprocal death pummels the smoky air, missiles have no conscience, a design of war. Here, we take to the streets, do placard battle, espouse […]

18 May, 2021 – 2:03 am | By Bill Engleson | Posted in Poetry | Comments (3)

Spring 2021

For one winter moment, one brief twilight still, the snowline draping the sills of the far peaks, the chill, dark and troubling, I worry for spring. In the depth of its dark, the veil of its night, the slight season stirs, stretches the coming blush, the grace of its entry, a repose of rain. Each […]

16 March, 2021 – 10:07 pm | By Bill Engleson | Posted in Uncategorized | Comments (4)

Rise, Spring Sun

Winter slinks into view, a wily stranger from the unforgiving east, a weather feast alighting on the land, suffering shadows. Here I ignite my stove, cedar and fir burn, as I peer into the night, content to hide, to shelter in the warmth, the comfort of home. On the coming morrow, snow mantles the earth, […]

15 February, 2021 – 8:09 pm | By Bill Engleson | Posted in Poetry | Tagged , , , | Comments (3)