Alaska Poems - Poems about Alaska

(Reid Glacier, Alaska, 2024) Reid Glacier - Glacier Bay Your electric blues Reflect the light of deepest space Like tropical waves Suspended in time Slow moving At the pace of mountains Water seeking water Like a child returning home (9/20/24)...

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My eyes watered so heavily To the music sounding so heavenly I’m the perfect state of mind To cry at every sound This time around What’s sad is the wreckage is falling apart Pretty soon it’ll all be gone What’s hurting is knowing memories can be false The world is leaving me to decide What’s...

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A dog in Alabama a snake in Tennessee A toucan in Alaska a mule in Kentucky Texas has its longhorns Colorado its buffalo Arizonans look up at mountains Montanans attend rodeos Every place a different pet ...

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they are gorgeous, what are they? Ice flows! They look like ice sculptures I stared at them, in wonder, remembering now why I had never been on a cruise After watching the movie Titanic I could not keep my eyes off of them thinking of that ship and wondering how someone had talked me into this cruise...

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Variegated streaks criss-crossing, soothing lavender then fiery maroon, with belts of amber in between. Slate blue bluffs catch the sun before it lands, dipping into the rippling orange of the mottled lake. The pitch black pines are still, passed the rusty mesh of a rickety screen door. Our eyes were fixed up to the moment your coppered profile became shadow, and I could see you no more in the hazy...

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The seasick ache where you hold your breath serenade in the mix of catastrophe and the bottomless pit of emptiness when you're nails deep in your scalp gripfuls of hair and you want to throw up. A voice silenced by thunderstorm daydreams and hopeless ocean fantasies of what once was. A moment in time behind my mind I stand still and wait desperately for you. mom. The vertigo...

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As I near the stratosphere, I let loose an untamed, raw rainbow I pull on the tattered, worn ropes of my hand-sewn hot-air balloon across the hidden boreal quarry hill in the north they rose above the nose of a furious focus bear and whack the back legs of a swift white-tailed deer on the tips of their fingers they follow the wave's crest gliding across...

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Shiver me timbers and blow me down By climate change Juneau who was drowned...

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Farewell, father. On adrenaline filled adventures, you’ve raised me. Canoeing open waters, fishing with trident spears. In search of game, we’ve explored. I clench my Glock .45, the Brown Bears passed us by. A proverbial Sirens call? Nay. Whatever lies ahead, I’ll take you with me. ...

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Brown bear moved to Alaska to play in the snow. You will see him from time to time, said my cousin Moe. He does not blend in like the polar bears do. There he is now, in a pile of the wet sticky goo. Brown bear waved from behind a snow hill. Snow stuck on his fur, which gave him...

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The bar-tailed godwit caught birddom by surprise When word got out just how far this bird flies A juvenile Limosa lapponica, satellite tag 2-3-4-6-8-4 flew nonstop from Alaska to the Tasmanian shore! 13,560 kilometers nonstop, eleven days and nights A new world record for marathon bird flights "From Alaska to Tasmania? The devil, you say!" cried ravens and crows, "Every bird knows, claiming to fly 8400 miles To the Tasmanian isles— is the...

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bow riding Dall's porpoises play sea otters, orcas and bald eagles every day herding salmon otter find another boat and some porpoise otter love you more like I did in Alaska otter mend this net love slips through reel it in carefully and stack it meticulously (setting it should never ensue disaster) a listless drifter I have been tempting storms and rocky shores otter live this life on porpoise like I did...

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Cold and icy passageway to trudge through. Ships and warships sailed thru the Bering Strait. In limbo 'tween two nations, iced, staid too. When I first set out, for thrill I await. Where ferocious beasts can hunt and roam thru. Gray clouds with puffy tops hedge their offspring. Calmly shifting layers, like a stack shades. Wet and wild...

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The trip was a riot of color, It brings a myriad of queries, Fantastic tales of utter darkness, Views' visible roots were explored. Mainsail surges, pungent froth carried wave tips while, blast swings moaning openly. superb mountains, Convey streams into streaming rivers, Down slants shrouded in woods. And the majesty of the stars, Is confronted every morning, Under soft white clouds, is with each foot I set...

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I think of how you must have been in bygone days with friends from your boyhood. From things you’ve said, I picture you back then blazing trails and camping in the Cincinnati Wood. And then perhaps you stood a man at seventeen with one carnation pinned onto your suit. Vernal still, and on the threshold of your dreams, you’d blaze a path...

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