Nature’s Identity (Haiku Series #379)

Rhythm’s Balance

Thinnest clouds gather

Horizon’s comforting song—

Rainfall’s gentle pace

Fabric’s Serenity

Landscape’s loving touch

Daughter of darkness sleeping—

Tranquility’s breath

Overnight’s Transition

Nightly darkness fades

Morning’s quiet peace rises—

Transforming earth’s heart

Tranquility’s Harvest (Haiku Series #378)

Preciousness

Morning’s rising face

Energizing peace below—

Fresh outlook embraced

Boundless

Clear night sky arrives

Breathing with infinite peace—

Tomorrow on deck

Permanence

Intimacy felt

Transforming peace covers earth—

Creator’s presence

Monday Memories: Warm Breezes

A view of Long Wharf along the Choptank River at Cambridge, Maryland. Chesapeake Bay is waiting on the horizon. (Courtesy of Pinterest)

Early morning’s reversing wind

No longer facing fierce headwind

 

Life takes comfort in day ahead

Thrilled to be awake, out of bed

 

Skipjack sailing away from home

Leaving Choptank’s berth, free to roam

 

Adventure waiting, take it on

Facing nature, ready with brawn

 

Pride of Maryland’s Eastern Shore

Nathan of Dorchester explores

 

With summer day’s life-giving breeze

She skims across these waves with ease

 

Distant river shoreline fading

Chesapeake Bay, now invading

 

Each crew member tackles his tasks

Loving this boat, each effort basks

 

With warm breezes, life’s sails now fill

Each port of call, sharing goodwill

A skipjack cuts through the water on the Choptank River. It is the official boat of the state of Maryland. (Courtesy of Pinterest)

The inspiration for this poem comes from my travels to Maryland’s Eastern Shore along the Choptank River at Cambridge.  While I haven’t sailed on the Skipjack Nathan of Dorchester (yet), it is something I would enjoy experiencing during a future summer trip back to my wife’s hometown.

Originally published March, 2021.

Thomas Carlyle Quotes

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Nature, after all, is still the grand agent in making poets.

Poetry is the attempt which man makes to render his existence harmonious.

Thomas Carlyle (1795-1881) was a Scottish-born essayist, historian, and philosopher.  He was a leading writer of the Victorian era.

Harmony’s Interactions

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Defining sunrise
Another touch of peace
Harmony’s interactions
Nature’s timely release

Embracing daylight
Morning’s joyfulness speaks
Each illustrated landscape
Nature’s waiting mystique

Inserting wind’s breath
Grove of tree branches sway
Scattered pollen taking flight
Nature’s open gateway

Mixing up colors
Hues of unique design
Tranquility delivers
Nature’s scenic pipeline

Fulfilling vision
Hope offering her hand
Empty canvas finished
Nature’s spirit commands
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Monday Memories: Winter’s Final Walk

This poem is written in a traditional sonnet style with 14 lines, and each line contains 10 syllables.  I was fortunate to witness this park one day before the rising temperatures would begin transforming the park from its winter look.

Sycamore trees lose some of their bark over time. The whitest branches truly glisten in the winter sunlight.

Invitation from warmer winter day

Insisting on afternoon nature hike

Snowy Walnut Woods, waiting with sunshine

Feeling welcome, childlike emotions strike

 

Deep snow lining each trail, bright white border

Dressing in cozy layers, feeling warm

Park’s newest treasures, eager to explore

Thankful for winter’s freedom from snowstorms

 

Ancient sycamore tree branches glisten

Discovering cross-country skiers’ trail

Beaver dam holds back frozen Big Run creek

Precious winter moments bless, without fail

 

Looming big thaw will erase winter’s scene

Memories filling life’s unending screen

 

A wintertime beaver dam backs up the frozen Big Run. It might not survive the spring runoff.

Originally published March, 2021.

Breathless Tranquility

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With persistent breath
Morning answers spirit’s call
Gentle westerly breeze
Earth wrapped up in her shawl

With comforting warmth
Dawn’s early light welcomes all
Darkened sky whisked away
Brightest rays seek landfall

With silence stirring
Landscape at last comes alive
Worldly view awakens
New day ready to thrive

With freedom’s rhythm
Harmony’s refreshing drawl
Breathless tranquility
Timely tune never stalls

With intimate touch
Creator’s dreams never small
Tomorrow cannot wait
Nature fulfills His call

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Harmony’s Arrival (Haiku Series #375)

Daily Offering

Heavenly sunshine

Landscape gathers gift of grace—

Rising every morn

Tender Touch

Gentle breeze above

Cascading with every breath—

Dawn’s signature peace

Invitation Received

Daybreak’s welcome light

Encouraging renewal—

Darkness overcome

John Muir Quotes

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Nature’s peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees.

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

John Muir (1838-1914) was an Scottish-born, American naturalist.  He was one of America’s earliest  advocates for wilderness preservation, and he has been referred to as the “Father of National Parks.”  His unwavering support and influence led to the establishment of Yosemite National Park.

Ralph Waldo Emerson Quotes

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Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience.

Life is a journey, not a destination.

Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882) was an American essayist, poet, and philosopher.  He was a leading voice in America’s transcendentalist movement in the 19th century.