A Foggy Morning Mountain Valley

"Song of the Sea"

Song of the Sea

by Rainer Maria Rike

Timeless sea breezes,

sea-wind of the night;

you come for no one;

if someone should wake,

he must be prepared

how to survive you.

Timeless sea breezes,

that for aeons have

blown ancient rocks,

you are purest space

coming from afar...

Oh, how a fruit-bearing

fig tree feels your coming

high up in the moonlight.

The Lodge at Mio

Spring Comes on the World

by Emily Dickinson

Spring comes on the World -

I sight the Aprils -

Hueless to me until thou come

As, till the Bee

Blossoms stand negative,

Toughed to Conditions

By a Hum.

Wind Through the Trees

I Saw The Wind Within Her

by Emily Dickinson

I saw the wind within her

I knew it blew for me --

But she must buy my shelter

I asked Humility

"Sometimes With the Heart"

Sometimes with the Heart
by Emily Dickinson


Sometimes with the Heart
Seldom with the Soul
Scarcer once with the Might
Few -- love at all.

Old Red Barn Of Days Past

The Old Red Barn

by Ewina Reizer

The old red barn that's been vacant for years

is a reminder of days long past.

In its day it was filled with so much  life.

But like all things it didn't last.

Now as I ride by it I wonder why it stands?

Why was it not taken down?

If it was capable of having a face,

surely it would be wearing a frown.

Gone are the sounds and the smells it had.

Gone are the people too.

The hands that worked there everyday.

These are the memories it knew.

"Why am I standing all faded and worn?

Why don't they do away with me?

I'm tired.  I'm tilted. I can't stand straight.

Is that what they like to see?

Maybe I'm a reminder as people ride by

of how things use to be.

Maybe I still have a purpose to fill?

Nostalgia, when they look at me.

Ranch in Huron-Manistee Forest

Hotz Brucke -- Frankenmuth Covered Bridge

Looking Glass River

Looking Glass River

By Robert Louis Stevenson

Smooth it glides upon its travel, 
Here a wimple, there a gleam-- 
O the clean gravel! 
O the smooth stream! 

Sailing blossoms, silver fishes, 
Pave pools as clear as air-- 
How a child wishes 
To live down there! 

We can see our colored faces 
Floating on the shaken pool 
Down in cool places, 
Dim and very cool; 

Till a wind or water wrinkle, 
Dipping marten, plumping trout, 
Spreads in a twinkle 
And blots all out. 

See the rings pursue each other; 
All below grows black as night, 
Just as if mother 
Had blown out the light! 

Patience, children, just a minute-- 
See the spreading circles die; 
The stream and all in it 
Will clear by-and-by.

My River Runs to Thee

My River Runs to Thee

by Emily Dickinson

My River runs to thee--

Blue Seal!  Wilt welcome me?

My River wait reply--

Oh Sea--look graciously--

I'll fetch thee Brooks--

From spotted nooks--

Say--Sea--Take Me!

Lake Huron - "I Will Wade Out"

I Will Wade Out

By E,E, Cummings


i will wade out
                    till my thighs are steeped in burning flowers
I will take the sun in my mouth
and leap into the ripe air
                                  Alive
                                          with closed eyes
to dash against darkness
                                in the sleeping curves of my body
Shall enter fingers of smooth mastery
with chasteness of sea-girls
                                       Will i complete the mystery
                                        of my flesh
I will rise
              After a thousand years
lipping
flowers
           And set my teeth in the silver of the moon

Feeling without Thinking - Mack Lake

 



"A poet is somebody who feels, and who expresses his feeling through words.  This may sound easy.  It isn't.  A lot of people think or believe or know they feel-but that's thinking or believing or knowing; not feeling.  And poetry is feeling-not knowing or believing or thinking."
-E.E. Cummings

Frankenmuth Lager Mill

"Beside the Still Waters"

The Lord is My Shepherd

A Psalm of David (Psalm 23)

The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures.  He leadeth me beside the still waters.

He restoreth my soul.  He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.

Thou prepares a table before me in the presence of mine enemies;  thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.

"There Is Another Sky"

There is another Sky

by Emily Dickinson

There is another sky,

Ever serene and fair,

And there is another sunshine,

Though it be darkness there;

Never mind faded forests, Austin,

Never mind silent fields -

Here is a little forest,

Whose leaf is ever green;

Here is a brighter garden,

Where not a frost has been;

In its unfading flowers

I hear the bright bee hum:

Prithee, my brother,

Into my garden come!

"A Cloud Withdrew From the Sky"

A Cloud Withdrew from the Sky


A Cloud withdrew from the Sky
Superior Glory be
But that Cloud and its Auxiliaries
Are forever lost to me

Had I but further scanned
Had I secured the Glow
In an Hermetic Memory
It had availed me now.

Never to pass the Angel
With a glance and a Bow
Till I am firm in Heaven
Is my intention now.                         

By Emily Dickinson

"Love Is Just A Cloudy Sky"

 
Cloudy Sky


The Moon she is a pretty girl who lives up in the stars
And that old cloud he's a great old man who loves her from afar
He loves her from afar
When Lady Moon smiles down on him ol' Cloud is all a-wonder
So he starts to sing to her and that's what makes the thunder
Can't ya listen baby that's what makes the thunder
Love is just a cloudy sky as far as I can see
And that ol' cloud up in the sky he got much chance in love as me
And some dry nights she won't come out when she hears him callin'
The tears come streamin' on down his cheeks and that's the rain a fallin'
Don't ya feel it baby hat's the rain a fallin'
Love is just a cloudy sky as far as I can see
And that ol' cloud up in the sky's got as much a chance in love as me
And when the night starts to gettin' light and he can see her goin'
He throws a kiss across the sky and that's the wind a blowin',
Can't ya feel it honey that's the wind a blowin'
Oh love is just a cloudy sky as far as I can see
And that ol' cloud up in the sky he's got as much a chance as me
He got as much a chance as me 
Poem by Shel Silverstein

Pellicer Creek Dock

 
The bottom picture is the view from the dock at Pellicer Creek.  It had started to rain so there was no sitting at the dock for wildlife watching.  There were thunder storms last evening so the dirt road was filled with mud puddles.  It was quiet with no tourist.