Sun skips light
off the river like clear stones,
as cool meanders mesmerize
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with eddies, losing time.
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Very beautiful !
Thank you, Irene!
you are our modern Thoreau with your poetry of nature
Wow, thank you very much, Paul! I am truly humbled by your kind words. Throwing the likes of Thoreau under this poetree is high praise indeed. All poets, both living and dead, share the same dirt bed. What we do above ground matters to humanity and what we do below ground matters to Nature. I hope to keep my mind fertile enough to honor and harvest the seeds Thoreau planted for future generations. Hope you are having a relaxing weekend and may your words continue to inspire the world of WordPress. Keep those poems flowing, my friend!
Thank you, Melanie! Sometimes I have to pinch myself that I really live here 😉
Thank you, my friend!
The sky is stunning. It looks as if one could just reach up on their tippy toes to touch it.
Thank you, my friend! The Willamette Valley is truly an amazing and awe-inspiring place to live. I must pinch myself at least 10 times a day 😉
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Happy Friday everyone! I hope this poem and photo sends your mind down the river on a transcendent weekend float trip, away from your work, casting all worries and cares to wind and water…
Beautiful! For someone who has never been there, your words give me a new picture of where my wines of choice originate. I’ve often wondered just what peaceful place would have all the magical combinations of sun and water, soil and all the other fragrant things needed to coax a simple grape into being “more”. You should make a small collection of poems about the Willamette Valley, publish them in a wine red cover and sell them at the vineyard gift shops so people an drink in your words as they drink in the fruit of the Valley.
You sure helped me!! Thanks. Gonna follow you, hope that is ok with you.
beautiful, I was thinking, you should hold a submission of photos or art and then pick a few to write a poem about. It would be creative to see if you see/felt what the person submitting it felt while they took the photo or painted the picture. 🙂 have a happy