Dreaming of Thoreau

Having been a huge fan of Thoreau in my youth, 

It’s no wonder that I’m drawn to scenes such as this:

 A lonely cottage on a pond, 

The sweet daydream of introverts everywhere…

Jump into the light!

There it is again, that invitation 

To somehow find your way through the weeds 

And step onto your next stop for adventure. 

Will you be dragging along your boat, 

Or will you just jump into the light?

Moonslide

Like my camera, the branches 

Attempt to capture the moon, 

But only briefly succeed 

Before she eludes their grasp 

To begin her long slow slide into the sea.

Mountain revealed

The delicate pastel shades 

Of the mountain in the morning 

Are a gift to all who might chance to be 

Awake at that early hour, 

As the mountain disappears shortly thereafter.

The echo of old songs

I see this ship pass by, 

In the silence of an evening sky, 

And that phrase, “A thousand people, maybe more” 

Comes into my head.

It takes a minute to remember where it’s from, 

And that, no, It’s TEN thousand people, maybe more, People talking without speaking, 

People hearing without listening… 

Amazing, how those lyrics 

Still echo through the years…

Good morning!

When morning gilds the skies… 🎶

Alone together

After the sun has set, 

And cars in the overlook drive away, 

There’s always a moment, however brief, 

When that silver lining at the base of the clouds 

Glows with a rosy blush, 

As if at last we are alone together, 

The sky and I.