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Green Adirondack chairs,
Bleached by sun, arms touching,
Commiserate, await, relief for parched planks.
Trees sway, dip and bend in ancient dance,
Nature’s Code Talkers, communicating warning
To all who listen and see.
Posts Tagged ‘Poetry’
Poem: A Different Dream
A Different Dream
Trees whisper of a different dream,
Hope dances on their fluttering leaves.
Rivulets of old and new course in confluent circles.
Birds cock their heads with onyx eyes flashing,
They know.
Waking up to rainbows, facets not seen before,
Something different in the air,
Tones unheard, arias waiting to be sung.
What awaits?
Cries in the background, still heard.
But maybe, just maybe,
The universe listens, and blesses,
The beginning of a different dream.
Poem: Puppy Elf
Puppy Elf ( If you have a pet, you know!)
This ‘Elf on a Shelf’, with sweet doggy paws,
Helps Santa all year, our dear Puppy Claus.
Keeping us nice, because naughty won’t do,
Loving us always, and ‘herding’ us through.
Sniffing the tinsel, nuzzling the wrap
With little black nose, then curls in a nap.
Innocence, goodness, from day into night,
She keeps us laughing, with brown eyes so bright.
And no tear would dare to fall from an eye,
When puppy is near to lick those tears dry.
She stands her proud watch, in good times and bad,
This Christmas blessing, to her mom and dad.
Poem: This Good Night
This Good Night
In the eye of the storm,
In the center of the plight,
Melodies of peace emanate,
And we are enveloped in light.
A joyous note rings out,
From four corners all harken,
Rays of hope brightly permeate,
Voices of stars sound through cold’s bite.
We remember to love,
We open ourselves to change,
Standing strongly, with all reckoned,
With blessings right within our sight.
Holy season is near,
A babe sleeps among the beasts,
We ask him for peace, protection,
To guide us safely this good night.
Poem: One Night, Adirondack
One Night, Adirondack
How Much Would You Pay
For One Night of Quiet Solitude
By A Crackling Campfire
Under the Stars
Poem: Every Day
Every Day
On every day that we breathe,
We give thanks.
On every day,
Free from suffering, want, despair,
Free from fear,
Free,
We give thanks.
Every day we have lived through,
Loved, learned, struggled through,
Has made us what we are.
For what we are, and what we can be,
With the help of grace, mercy, compassion,
With grateful humility, every day,
We give thanks.
Poem: Breathe
Author’s Note: Greetings. I just wanted to take a moment to thank everyone. Your reads, RETWEETS, FACEBOOK shares, compliments & comments have all been so all greatly appreciated. I especially want to thank Editor Melissa Hart & all the great folks at Adirondack Explorer & here at The Adirondack Almanack. I have truly enjoyed the opportunity they have given me to share some of my adventures & stories with all of you.
Poetry: At 4 AM, I Took A Walk
At 4 AM, I took a walk
In sunlight, reflected off the moon.
Unmoving shadows blink with points of light
Broadcasting codes unknown
The water rests, completely still
’Til a V of ripples spreads backward from the beaver’s nose
Somewhere floats a sleeping loon
Unaware of the voice of the owl
I took a walk at 4 AM
In sunlight, reflected off the moon.
Photo by Randy Fredlund
Poetry: Opening
Opening
(To thank our dear nephew, Chris on his opening of the family Camp)
Young man returning to his ‘church’,
North Country cathedrals of pine and spruce,
Not visited for a rift of darkest time, an unforeseen breech,
Letting sun filter through the fertile canopy,
Forever wild,
On this day of Camp re-opening.
Poetry: Painting in Morning
Painting in Morning
Perfect light reveals
Deep texture in a canvas sky.
Finest of brush hairs dot a mosaic landscape,
A seascape, devoid of birds.
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.
Adirondack Center for Writing hosts free virtual retreat for teens
High 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 Foundation, Charles R. Wood Foundation, Saranac 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:
Serenade of the loon and the journey of healing
(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.
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.
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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Latest News Headlines
- Leaf peeping in Adirondacks should be colorful in next few weeks
- 2 young children die after Amish buggy struck by pickup truck
- Adirondack conservation officer’s widow starts memorial scholarship
- The Art of the Adirondacks
- Help is on the way: Homeshare programs
- Stewards discover rare alpine plant on Algonquin Mountain
- Easement bought to protect 294 Willsboro acres, 2 miles of Boquet River shoreline
- A new Buck Mountain hike in Long Lake
- Taking Stock of Housing: Infrastructure woes limit growth
- Stranded Hudson River rafters rescued via rail bikes
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