Sunset in the Redlands

We drove down from Big Bear Mountain after a Spring day of snowboarding in March this year. It was a beautiful Sunday drive from nearly 7,000 feet to the flat desert, where the sun was setting hard against the sky. We lost day like we do always, fearless and unknowing and with a fiery calm rage.

♥ Nisi

Sunset in Redlands | Haiku Poem + Photo taken March 2017 by Denise

Woodland Marvel

I creep through ancient forests,
decrepit, abandoned- nearly destroyed.

A dense fog lay beneath my shins,
I cannot see the forest floors.

Only a smoky grey ocean,
an unearthly mystic haze.

The morning barely sung,
newborn to a day of solitude.

Creatures nest, flourishing
where I cannot see but I can hear.

Now as dreams have clouded,
this morning is full of realists.

I hear crisp of leaves below
bare feet scratching the palms,

my toes reach hesitant for stepping.
I pull away from some hanging bones

and through the branches
I peek the rest of the world.

With a snake-lake gaze,
I see there [still] lays a strange

beauty in this wasteland,
something worth saving.

-NISI