O eloquent Calliope,
Muse of epic poetry,
You whispered words
While Homer wrote
The Iliad and Odyssey;
Yes, you’ve inspired
Both fool and sage
From every land
And every age–
And now I’m asking
For your help
To put the pen
Upon the page.
–Image from Gemini
you asked me
if i like the snow;
i said that
it’s okay–
to be fair, ask me again
on an april day
–photo by me
truth will cut you
when you hear it,
consume you
when you believe it,
and crucify you
when you speak it
i watch two swans together
who are truly mates for life,
and it makes me feel better
’bout the loss of my late wife,
for although i miss her so,
the swans have cast a spell,
and i’m just glad to know
that love’s alive and well.
–photo by me
the night’s water nymphs
resolve into rocks and logs
at the break of dawn
–photo by aaron
in all the forest glades i pass,
i see the frosted blades of grass;
this windy morning, i can hear
this whispered warning: winter’s near!
–photo by me
every
mountain lake i find
is a sight
to behold,
and offers a peace of mind
more precious than gold
–photo by me
There must be an up
For there to be a down;
Something must be lost
For something to be found;
There has to be chaos
If there is to be a plan;
There must be a woman
For there to be a man.
–Photo by me
fiery autumn leaves
don’t warm my extremities,
but do warm my heart
–photo by me
I’m walking the Mesabi Trail;
up here, the hardwoods prevail.
Some maples are only now turning,
Though most of them look like they’re burning!
–Photos by me
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