This is a Pilgrim’s page featuring the published and accepted poetry of 2025.
The first Pilgrim poem, “No winter picnic,” was published Jan. 1 by High on Adventure.
That poem, as well as each poem taken during the year, is featured below — unless the accepting journal has an embargo, which delays that poem from appearing here for a specified amount of time.
This page features accompanying art, mostly watercolors by the late Mary Dale (photographed by the late Bud Dale), but photos and photo-illustrations by Pilgrim and Carolyn Dale and others are also included.
Thanks for visiting this site — enjoy these poems!
No winter picnic
Camping date, iced gusts sweep in,
smoke follows beauty, I say.
You smile, stomp out cold, twirl
and spin. I coax fire to life,
twigs grow bright, subside, die
to glow. I blow coals back
from black, make flames rise,
spit. You whirl past, flash
a grin — slip away, too fast,
me, too slow. Just then,
a branch of snow lets go.
(published by High on Adventure)