Passaic River

•July 30, 2009 • 1 Comment

Passaic River – Joisey, originally uploaded by joiseyshowaa.


Is there not a more perfect perch

To take in this incredible force?

To sit and hear. Fathom…

Absorb the mist, let it envelop me.

I am a cloud.


Such thunderous power

and me.

I feel you

Thanks to Joiseyshowaa for incredible photo from Great Falls – Paterson, NJ


Florida Sunset

•July 14, 2009 • 1 Comment



In the still of your perfect moment

Of a fading summer day

Be still and listen

And stand in the light

Be present, and wait

Wait for me

Do you hear the music?

When you are ready…

Only when you are ready

Are you ready?

Soften your eyes and look upon my waters

At my ribbony rays and me

We will dance for you

Special Thanks to Carol Wingert for providing today’s Photograph

Indian Creek

•July 14, 2009 • Leave a Comment



These river rocks must have been here many seasons

I, a weary traveler seek rest in them

Just to sit and catch my breath

Take a long, cool drink

It was probably a day from the time I first held

This refuge in my vision

As I fought the current

As I always do

Took so long to reach this place

From downstream

I will sit and look back now at how far I have come

Not very far, it seems

Yet so much still beyond where I started

Either direction, a mystery

Perhaps if I stop fighting

And go with the flow

Jump in and let the waters carry me

Perhaps then the tranquility I observe

But have yet to feel

Will be mine at last

Thanks to Carol Wingert for providing today’s photograph

Life Outside

•April 19, 2009 • 3 Comments

Life Outside, originally uploaded by bittermuppet.

What is this tired old spell the dreary days of winter have cast upon me?

I can last no more in this bleak existence.

Oh, Spring, please come!

I long for your long warm days and lightness.

I need to look upon your sun and shout “Hooray”!

Once in, the cold envelopes me for such long, long nights.

I cannot rest. I cannot dance. Misery is my only love.

Here….a tiny hint, I see.

through my sad and broken pane.

Your voice, so small.

Is that


Oh say it is so! Must be that spring is coming.

She will not let me down, ever.

She always comes. Just as I feel I can stand not one more second.

There she is….

My hope!


•March 11, 2009 • 4 Comments

For snowflake. The one on this side of the fence, and the one on the other.

For barn. You shelter the sequestered, and provide something familiar.

For distance, even the nearer you are.

For lonebush, and your sweet fruits.

For these two: tree and tree, who keep good company.

For visitor, who beholds too.

And with thanks to mountain and mountain and hill.

I gift you this morning. It is yours to share.

She cannot be divided. Forever whole, though not permanent.

Your gift to love as I love you. Your plight is honorable.

I will bring her again in the morrow.

Breathe her in, now.

Thanks to Renate F for today’s photograph

Emerald Sky

•March 3, 2009 • 3 Comments

, originally uploaded by Brooke Pennington.

Oh, good good day!
What might we do?
Where might we go?

Doesn’t really matter what or where
I am happy, and you are with me.

Let us play
Tickle tickle tickle
you are so silly

I see you, hiding.
Your petals are showing.
Come on out and play with me!

I long to share my joy with you
Oh look, the others are coming out too!

Hurry up! Come and play with us!
No matter about last night.
Don’t worry so much.
It will be fun! Come on!

Oh the warmth is glorious!
I feel so alive!
Let’s just have a fun day today


Thanks to Brooke Pennington  for today’s photograph!

Verge of Sundown

•February 23, 2009 • 3 Comments

verge of sundown, originally uploaded by hkvam.



How beautiful would one star be
If that were all our eyes could see?

Does it not take the night,
Reflection and shades of Moonlight
To enhance our view?

What then makes one beautiful?
One lock of hair, a kind comment,
The sound of your voice,
The size of my heart?

Or the reflection of me I see
In you, and the beauty of you
I find in myself.

You are sky, I am water.

Look at us!


Special thanks to Helga Kvam for today’s photograph.

Photographer’s notes:

Perfection is achieved, not when there is nothing more to add,
but when there is nothing left to take away.
Antoine de Saint Exupery

….At Lake Mývatn just after midnight, view over the lake to Mt Vindbelgjarfjall, N-Iceland.