Wlidflower Featured

Hi Folks, I have some excellent news 🙂 I’m honored to say my newest book, “Wildflower” has been featured on the “Moxie Girl Musings,” blog and the “Kisses, Caresses, Whispers in the Night,” blog by romance author Amber Lea Easton. As you may know, “Wildflower,” is a small book of poetry about my late wife, Elaine. Please visit these blogs and read about my book. If you like what you see please leave a comment and buy the book. Here are the links:




One Song and Conspire

All One Song

Different people,
different creatures,
different music.
All one song.

Dewey Dirks


If you let her,
Nature will
conspire with you
to become the best
person you can be.

Dewey Dirks



I can feel a
great storm coming
beyond the horizon,
said the tree to its leaves.
I know there will be
mighty winds, cold weather
and a torrent of rain
soaking deep
into the ground.
But I know as well
the storm will clean
the Earth Mother,
and freshen all the air around.
And I know
that if I survive the storm,
after all is done,
I will have grown.
To accept completely the life
the Earth gives to you,
you must accept as well
the storms that come your way.
The beauty of life
is not that there are
never difficulties,
but that everything,
good, bad, or in between,
by nature, carries sustenance.

Dewey Dirks



21st century civilization
is a giant, heavy
rolling wheel.
The status quo has
a strong inertia and will
resist changing directions.
To change our course,
the combined power
of all the knowledge
in our minds,
all the love in our
combined heartbeats,
and all the willpower of
the soul of humanity
are required.

21st century civilization
is an old house near
the end of the street
with holes in the walls
a leaky roof, and floors
that need replacing.
To get it back into shape,
a lot of remodeling
needs to be done,
tearing out old and broken pieces
so they can replaced and renewed.

Mankind often appears
a mess only because
for the last eight thousand years
Humanity has been a change
in the changing
—Just a single moment
on the time scale
of the lifespan of a species.
A good deal of chaos
and disorder naturally occurs
in order to fuel our evolution.
We must strive for a golden age
—A big change at an ideal pace.

Don’t trust in the opinions
of the ruling classes.
They have become blinded
by greed for money.
They don’t have as much
of a clue about what needs
to be done as you and I do.
The character of all our cultures
and of our species
are not defined by the ruling few,
but rather by the aspirations, hearts
and minds of the people.

Mankind is a caterpillar
making a cocoon at the end
of a spring adventure,
soon to reform ourselves
into something new.
The way our cultures
organize themselves now
are not as they will emerge
in the future.

Have faith in nature, my friends.
Have faith in the future.
Our Earth Mother
knows what she’s doing.
Take care to strive in your life
what your heart and soul
lead you to do because
they have the strongest connection
to the heartbeat of the planet.

Dewey Dirks


Cover 05 Medium

Hi folks. I’m happy to announce my new book, “Wildflower” is now available as a kindle book on Amazon.com Wildflower is a collection twenty love poems written about myself and my wife. It follows our life together over twenty-one years time up until shortly after my wife’s death from cancer in twenty-thirteen. It is a heartfelt chronicle of a couple living, loving, and raising a family together. The poetry in Wildflower is written straight from the soul. It is full of moving, intimate, song-like verses and is certain to bring the reader to tears of both joy and sorrow. All of you have a very good day, D.D. Here is the link to the book on Amazon—


I See You Now

This is a poem from my new book, “Wildflower” Hope you enjoy it

I See You Now

When we were young
we used to say to each other
that when you die
your soul goes back
to the Summerlands
to live with the Earth Mother
in the rocks, the sky, and clouds
and the leafy green trees.
Now, we both knew to believe that
but back then they were
only so many words
we told each other
around the table
to comfort ourselves
the loss of our loved ones.
Until today…

Today I saw you there
lingering in the pearlescent light
of the sun coming
through the window.
You filled the room
with a love song
and I filled the room
with tears of joy.

I walked outside
and I heard your voice
in the gusty wind
rustling through the trees.
You were there
waiting to meet me.
I heard your laugh,
I heard your lilting voice,
saw you raise your colors,
heard your rebel creed,
and yes, the tears
of your sorrow too—
all part of white spring clouds
and the deep blue sky
all around me.

They say each soul
is a limitless eternity,
that in life we each
condense like drops of water
into the confines of our bodies,
and that when we die,
we cross the blue doorway
to become once again,
part of the timeless time
of boundless infinity.

In the darkness
we traveled through
you taught me how to see
the unfeigned shine
of the sun, the moon,
and the stars filling the skies
with the breath of light.
Now I know how to look
and I see you now,
as you once and always were.
A single drop in a vast ocean
and the whole ocean itself,
singing the songs of life
along with all eternity.

Dewey Dirks



I sat for awhile
in the back yard today.
It was a nice day out.
Not too hot, not too cold,
white clouds, blue sky,
and a nice, gentle breeze.
Nala, our rottweiler puppy,
who is now roughly the size
of a horse, kept bringing
me a ball that
she was playing with.
I kept throwing it
for her to chase
and thought about how
really, really good
it feels to play.
So, I spent the next hour
looking at the shapes
in the clouds.
One of the first things
I saw was Snoopy

Dewey Dirks