Posts Tagged ‘Poetry’

Monday, May 3, 2021

Poetry: Hermits

Hermits

Han Shan, Cold Mountain, that Zen sage

1200 years ago enjoyed a view from his cave

better than the Emperor saw when he

looked out his windows in the Forbidden City.

Han Shan also used–with the other monks

from the caves around his– a heated pool

at least four times a month.

Living in his own stench was not his style.

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Wednesday, April 14, 2021

Adirondack Center for Writing hosts free virtual retreat for teens

Mahogany L. BrownHigh School Writing Retreat

↠ Wednesday, April 21, 2021 // 10:00am-12:00pm & 1:00-3:00pm ET
↠ LIVE ONLINE on Zoom // Sessions are recorded for registrants only to view to help alleviate any scheduling or tech issues
↠ Free! There’s no cost to be a part of the High School Writing Retreat thanks to our supporters: Cloudsplitter FoundationCharles R. Wood FoundationSaranac Lake Public School Education Fund

Register for a day of writing workshops, epic performances, meeting new friends and fellow writers, swag bags (limited supply), and a meet ‘n greet with poets. A perfect opportunity to include on college applications. Open to any homeschooled and high school students and classes, no writing experience necessary!

Students will enjoy poetry performances and learn how to make their writing gorgeous with workshop leaders and poetry legends Mahogany L. Browne (pictured here), Roya Marsh, Jive Poetic, and Jon Sands.

Schedule is as follows:

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Monday, April 12, 2021

Serenade of the loon and the journey of healing

Loon

(All loon photos courtesy of Peggy Ivimey)

*A Brief Author’s Note: I first drafted “Serenade of the Loon” several years back. I had plans to submit it to Adirondack Life magazine, but lacked the loon photographs I felt I needed to complete it. so I never did.

Peggy Ivimey and I graduated from Saranac Lake High School together. She still lives in the Saranac Lake area, where she is a photographer specializing in loon & eagle photography on Lake Colby and throughout the Tri-Lakes area. I’m sure many of you already know Peggy and her top notch Adirondack bird imagery. When I first saw it, I found her photography’s high quality striking. In my humble opinion, some of the very best work I’ve seen.

Long story short, we recently reconnected via Facebook and decided to collaborate. “Serenade of The Loon” is the result.

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Saturday, April 10, 2021

Poetry: Dragonfly Dreaming

Dragonflies,

Gossamered in gold iridescence,

Fluttering in double-winged prescience,

Shimmering faery lights,

Trembling in an out

Of reality, magical,

Nearly corporeal, yet,

Nearly not,

Flickering one and one and one,

Bobbing, sentient, sapient,

Perched precariously on single blades,

Among seas of swaying grass,

Blanketing them, gilding them,

In a resplendent dream,

Of Spring,

Like souls of before,

Come again.


Saturday, March 27, 2021

Poetry: Wind Dancing

Wind Dancing
Yes, it goes the way the wind blows,

This I say about today,

And it’s true of tomorrow too…

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Saturday, March 20, 2021

Spring’s promise

 

spring melt

Winter’s Winds Wild

Ice Trickles Flow

Melting Deep Drifted

Sunlight Bright On White Snow

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Monday, March 8, 2021

Poetry: Hunger as Focus

Hunger as Focus

Wads of newspapers
New York Times
Glens Falls Post-Star
Albany Times-Union
With flames to pulp
kindling ignores news
Favors votes to get
dinner on the table

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Tuesday, January 26, 2021

Poetry:  And So A New Story Begins…

 And So A New Story Begins…
..And now it starts. Still,
Yet, it turns toward better days,
Both past and to come.
Victory is clear.
It beckons our good people,
To remember love,
Remember honor,
Remember hope, remember,
Who they really are.
Hearts lighten today,
And faces upturn once more.
We stand together.
All feels right again,
A reckoning of the soul.
Now freedom sings out,
Still, freedom sings out,
And, a new story begins.

Friday, January 1, 2021

Poetry: Sunlit Winter Meadow

Sunlit Winter Meadow

The beauty of this

Sparkling, sunlit snowscape

Mantling the meadow

Warms and opens wide my heart,

I praise and consider uncountable

Individual snowflakes

Imagine masses of people

Harmoniously packed together as

A human quilt covering the meadow

In vibrant splendor.


Thursday, December 31, 2020

Poetry: Caritas

“Caritas” (Love, Compassion)

In the workings of the human heart,

It lives and breathes,

Concept learned from the newborn child,

Born ‘neath rough wooden eaves.

Hands reaching out in heaven-sent grace,

Life born again,

Lighting sky and earth below,

Need Caritas, Amen.

Today and every day we’re given,

Need Caritas, Amen.


Wednesday, December 30, 2020

Poetry: Cold

COLD

The snow squeaks underfoot
and dusts your parka white
Nostrils velcro together
While every thing sparkles
Smoke rises flagpole straight
And the chickadees eat seed from your hand.

 

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Saturday, December 26, 2020

Poetry: Bent Birches

Bent Birches

Icy death’s crystal cocoon
Encases and weighs down every twig and trunk
Relentlessly bending the birches who danced
Through all seasons for all their years
How I hate this brilliant ice palace
No matter to me how it prisms sparkle
The handsome assassin is no less guilty than the hideous

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Friday, December 25, 2020

Poetry: A tree

A tree

                                                                      A
TREE

                                                                FOR US TO

                                                        GATHER ROUND, A

                                                    TREE TO KEEP US SAFE

                                          AND SOUND, A TREE TO BRIGHTLY

                                        LIGHT OUR WAY, A TREE TO SHELTER

                                   US EACH DAY, SAVING US FROM WINTER’S

                                 COLD, ITS STORY GLAD AND FOREVER TOLD,

                               GREEN BRANCHES COMFORTING THOUGH WILD

                          BEND LOW TO TOUCH THE NEWBORN CHILD, AS NEAR

                      AND FAR THEY COME TO SEE, THE TINY BABE OF PROPHECY,

                     AS THEY KNEEL FOR A BLESSED TIME IS NEAR, TO FREE US ALL

                 FROM HATE AND FEAR, THE LITTLE CHILD SLEEPS DEEP AND SWEET,

              WHILE BEASTS AND BIRDS SURROUND HIS FEET, AND BANDS OF ANGELS

                                                                     FLY ABOVE,
SINGING OF
ETERNAL LOVE.


Thursday, December 24, 2020

Poetry: Christmas Night

Christmas Night

Cold snow won’t whisper the joy it knows
But rather shows the sparkle of its heart
Look
The frigid wind comes
Naked and raging with jealousy
He screams at the evergreens
Rips off their ermine finery
Then leaves to sulk
Ashamed to be the slave of winter,
Then joyous heaven’s sunlight
Twice reflected by moon and snow
Softens nighttime cold
Biding us to walk abroad
Each bearing our inner light
Of Christ

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Saturday, December 5, 2020

Poetry: Harvest

Harvest

Brown soil is cool and moist in my hands,

Reminding me of who I am,

And of what came before me.

Planting, replenishing, giving back,

Restores me to myself.

This land belongs to everyone,

And no-one,

Though men plant flags to claim dominion.

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