Had a fun weekend…went to Blue Marsh Lake with a friend and wrote…we sat and looked out on the ice melting on the lake, the bare trees, and horizon of pine trees…and encouraged each other in poetry. It is always fun to write with others…if you write and ever want to write together, let me know…there is a sense of camaraderie and fun in the practice.
I thought I would share some of our work. Enjoy!
She wrote:
Emergence in the distance
Under the ground
Flowers await to show their brilliance
Trees without leaves
Reach up to the heavens
Pointing to all the twinkling stars
Ice, frozen water, no movement
Underneath life forces awaiting the thaw
Movement of orange and white
A koi pond comes to life
Winds howling, trees swaying,
Leaves blowing, windows rattling.
The force is powerful.
Then stillness appears.
I wrote:
The solitude of transition
Ice remains
The silhouette of limbs are like veins in the horizon
Stillness, purity,
A sense of nothingness.
Life awaits,
Dormant, ready,
Waiting for the synergy
Of light, warmth, water.
Emergence
New life
There is new life in this moment.
Always in the moment
Life may look different tomorrow,
But it is always new now.
The ice canvases the lake
Imperfections hidden
Smooth, sheen, serene
Peaks of green life
Arm skyward
The scent of pine
In the midst of brown dormancy
Integrative Thought 