Sometimes to the end, but mostly just to wander, I’ve walked many paths.  I wander away from parts of myself that no longer grow so they may die alone.  I try to lose my fears along paths in haunted woods, or expose my bitterness on windswept ridges, but I always end up facing them on the way.  After all, they had led me there to begin with. How I see is more important than what I see, but oh, the sights I’ve seen. Wandering paths in the Rockies, I’ve both found and lost myself, but more importantly, I’ve learned my place.  I’ve learned the feeling of knowing that place and the knowing... Read More

Sunrises Lost in our own darkness, Restless through the cold night; We savor the stillness As we wait for first light. Clouds create a canvas As the sun paints the sky. The colors warm our souls, And calmness ease our minds. We witness the moments When dreams are realized. Dreams the Earth and sun dream Of Colorado skies.       To see more work from Russell Gunter visit: PortraitsoftheRockies.com  Read More

‘Nesotaieux’* Sentinel in the western sky You tower above the plain A muse for dawning light A throne for setting sun Nesotaieux, guide me From the barren plains To the valleys at your feet For I seek shelter there Veiled in clouds or bathed in sun Your granite face cracked and furrowed The aeons have carved you with ice You are the pinnacle of this range From an unknown hilltop I gaze to the west longingly Your silhouette graces the sky As the sun sets on Colorado   *Arapaho name for Long’s Peak and Mount Meeker, meaning two guides  Read More