My song
I just heard this in the morning and wrote it down
February
we have had a lot of snow in recent days and it's terribly cold. very beautiful, but I can't wait for spring )
Memories of Winter Shadows
Trying to capture the tranquility and desolation of winter.....
Troubled Planet. (southmiami Haiku Challenge)
A brief synopsis of world inhumanity.
WINTER BLUES
Published in the December 2019/January 2020 issue of the Newark Valley Moonlighter! By the middle of January everyone is feeling the blues from the short dark cold days and let down after the holidays. Hoping to perk a few people up.
Waiting for Andromeda
Waiting for Andromeda
The New Year's Clearing
In a very traditional approach for New Years Day, I share this Vermont inspired poetry. That is concentrates on the dramatic conflict happening in the natural world. What usually begin with an observation in nature and proceed to the connection to human psychological situation. I usually get an enlightenment from observation, thus nature becomes a central character in my poetry rather than merely a background. Happy New Year !!!
Here it comes..........
Summer rains finally here .......
reasons I live on a boat
she looks at me, mid pub, and asks in a way, rhetorical as if she knows something I don't and will never "why do you live on a boat?" for the sounds of raindrops above my sleeping head for my conversation with dawn always the same woman
One arvo ........
Been finding hard to express myself lately ....... l have been trying just to write freely as I see it
Earth, Sea and Sky
Nature's Trinity iambic pentameter sonnet (ten syllables per line) (successive lines rhyme scheme)
SILENT BEAUTY.
Twilight....a special time of every day.
Connection to Nature
Dedicated to those who experience a direct personal connection to Nature independent of any explanation. (Any attempt at explanation detracts from the immediate empirical quality of the experience which is the focus of this piece.)
MORNING HOPE.
who can doubt the positive start of a new day....
Piton
spot of mountaineering haiku
sea of keels
heaven knows and heaven tries unpick the wrongs you've done unpick the lies cos you don't know how it feels trudging through a day in a sea of Atlantic keels if I had an aeroplane if I had things Id fly to the Arctic just to cool
The Wolf
The Wolf Where can I go? There’s no where left. The land of forests is bereft? Persecuted all our lives, From the dawn of time, From the first flint knife. Sacrificed as offerings, Stories told in different tribes, Warriors fought wearing
Wait The Sun.....
as we in the southern hemisphere look forward to summer, those in the north, wait the fall and winter.......
REGENERATING LIFE.
Early morning, the promise of a new day Dull and grey, till sun comes out to play Changing emotions, as warmth spreads Confirmation of outcome, not rain you dread Every day as we wait, to learn what's in store Clothes we must favour, walking o
the perfect woman
say it in a sequence of silent lullabies say it in the echoed phrases of goodbye say it a way that one day makes me care say it so I kayak through the rapids of your hair say it without speaking without thought or conscious guile say it
mountain man
I'm rough hewn Lil you picked me still to your North star I'm the black trace elements fly to fill the sky.. you bring the things I lack I'm running Lil I'm running still.. from the law and from my sound the man who fell can lodge
The Old October Sky
Our mood matches changes in the seasons.....
October…. The Goddess
Sights of brilliant foliage inspired this poem.
Trees sighing
Life in the driest continent
South Wall Blues............
It’s very rare I come here ........
The Last Leaf
One by one the leaves will fall until all is gone.
BACKGROUNDS OF GREEN.
SEASONAL......HERALD....
Majjic
Miraculous, munificent your amber waves doth glow. Of gaseous masses, planets far-an other worldly show. Round and gold and beautiful You make my senses shine. Oh mother moon your lustrous and magnificently divine.
Late Summer Sorrows
The changing of the seasons making sounds through the night.
Late Summer Morning
Some of the countless objects in my New England meadow as the sun rises.....
What Is Simple Anymore
Sharing the adventures of a kayak journey along a beautiful lakeshore.
surf
I'd rather go home and live up a tree than to be dry forever and forget the 'ol sea and I'd rather go hungry than eat on the street than miss every wave and places they meet I'd rather live in a hole and stare at the stars than live in
The Weeping Rose
Another seasonal poem..
Lost Hope
Always had problems with hydrangeas - just can't keep them alive!
Poppies Bright
Love the Poppy.... a hope for brighter times ahead
Summer Skies
Thoughts along a seashore sunny day........
Writers block
Some times I just like to write short silly poems.
Nature
Except for perhaps some edits later on IT IS COMPLETE. I thought I would post a poem as I was writing so you could watch the process. I hope you enjoy how the poem takes on a life of it's own. Edits will happen often as well as the addition of Stanzas so check back often. I will post a comment with every edit. I hope you have enjoyed accompanying me on this journey. It has been fun for me. Let me know perhaps I will do this again sometime in the future.
Under Cherry Blossom Skies
I am always amazed how I am attracted to and drawn into nature such a cherry tree in blossom.
Night Sky
I was daydreaming about when I got home about 3:00 am and the sky started to get totally involved with the Northern Lights. So i took that thought and created this. I hope you enjoy.
My Enchanted Valley
Descriptive write about the place I call home.
Down The Rabbit’s Hole
An 'Alice in Wonderland'-like imagery of a rabbit burrowed in to a small ridge as a metaphor for my emotional reticence coping with the Covid19 pandemic raging around me.