wildfire smoke makes for
what would be a beautiful
sunset–on venus
–photo by me
haiku 149
Author: michaeljordahl
Retired Miner, loves science, reading, carving, walking, recovering alcoholic
Message?
I’ve always been a science-minded guy, but my studies have revealed that at the quantum level, the universe seems to operate on ‘some kind of magic’, so who knows? But I digress.
My niece, who I haven’t seen for many years, sent my son Aaron a text that she had a message for me from my late wife. It was so sweet, I thought I’d share it:
I’m not sure if the dream means anything, but it sure sounds like something Jody would come up with. I’d like to think she’s trying to tell me: don’t worry about me, I made it up to heaven.
finger of god (shadorma)
comet neowise, 2020
a comet
suddenly appears
and we feel
a bit odd
because everyone fears
the finger of god
–photo by me
on today’s walk…
walking among the trees
a beautiful day for a stroll
looks like a clearing ahead
what’s that, more wild roses?
no, it’s a long, lovely patch
of pink lady’s slipper orchids–
minnesota’s state flower!
–photos by me
Wordless Wednesday 6/14/23
–Photos by me
Limerick 58
The heron’s a little obsessed
With those feathers displayed on his chest;
They’re used all the time
For wiping off slime
That’s exuded from each dinner guest.
–Photo by me
banning books
banning books
by the hundreds
may lead to
burning books
by the thousands
which in turn
may lead to
burning people
by the millions
a natural thing (tanka)
established foes don’t
know that they hate each other–
until they’re informed;
love is a natural thing
while hatred has to be learned
–photo by me
guiding light
a train comes
with the dawn;
what either brings,
we don’t know,
except guiding light–
as above, so below
–photo by me
Geese
We took a little drive to Bemidji Lake, which is a fairly wide spot in the Mississippi River, and happened upon a family of Canadian Geese going about their daily lives.
Mama leads her goslings along the shore to teach them the basics of hunting for food and such. As you can see, it can lead to sibling rivalry, but she ignores it.
When it’s time to come ashore, the tall gander offers protection for the little ones. He doesn’t seem to mind the seagull here, but mama looks like she’s about to headbutt him.
All tuckered out from their seafaring adventure, the goslings get ready for an afternoon nap in the security of their loving parents.
Mama treats them with fairy tales and nursery rhymes as they drift off in slumber. After all, she is Mother Goose.
–Photos by me
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