Downpour

Torrential rains in a downpour

as the wind roars, ripping

through trees,

while dark clouds

cover the mountains,

making them invisible.

And I wonder – does God make storms so we can rest and do some writing?

     

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The Light of Our Eyes

If the light of our spirits is in our eyes, what visions do we see

when we read our poems?

are there any feathers

is there any power

from our wings

lifting off

from our pages?

      

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My Photographs

Now you might wonder why do I use his own photos? Well, that’s easy, there are two reasons really. One, is that it’s much easier and faster!

I remember starting out blogging, and searching for hours for just the right picture, to go with a piece of fiction, or a poem. And I realized I could write a lot more, and have a lot more time for everything, if I used what I already had. I can also find my own photos easily.

And to be honest I’ve always loved photography. I have thousands of photos from different devices, though I’m not a professional. So, part of my walking hobby is to go into nature and photograph what I find.

I have also found that I can start with a photograph, and write a poem around it! So cool!

So, it works well for me. It is rare that I use a photo outside of my own library, but it simply means I couldn’t find a match for the poem.

And yes, it is true my photographs are copyrighted, so please don’t use them without my permission.

I wish you peace.

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In Every Walk with Nature

“In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks.”

John Muir

I am unplugged today. There will be little work, but a whole lot of reading. It is cold right now, but the sun is shining brightly, and the forest is calling.

Yes, I will take my camera. See you soon.

    

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Mountain Walking

As you know I love the mountains, even though I’m not able to spend as much time there as I would like. And I love writing about them, and walking around observing nature. Walking is one of my hobbies too. So I’ve decided that for the next few days, I will post poems about walking in nature, and especially in the mountains.

I believe that nature can bring great healing to us, in both body and spirit.

I often think and pray while I walk, and I’ll share some of that as well.

Welcome, to my Mountain Walking series.

I wish you peace.

   

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Bringing Shape to Our Whirlwinds

Bringing shape to our whirlwinds, our mass of words

tested in the fire, becoming refined, spinning in the furnace

until a work of art, freshly extracted

from a heart reborn, becoming

a poem or a weapon against fear

we are launched, beyond the rubble.

And then

we write it all down.

     

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So Beautifully Within Us

Poetry burns so beautifully within us,

because it has been embedded deep inside

our hearts, working in the power of love

we’ve been given.

    

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