It’s a simple longing
That makes me wait
Here by the water’s edge
It coolness
Rises up softly
Bathes me in anticipation
By the moon
We will meet
Its reflected glory
Casting cares away
As seeds
Of the dandelion
A Little Waiting
Month: May 2019
May 11th Presentation
I have been asked to give a presentation on my techniques for photography to the San Diego Sierra Club Photo Section.
As I finalize my Power Point, I find myself vacillating between delivering emotion and technical speak. There cannot be any unbalance in the truth of the matter. Photography is a part of my expressive voice that has connected, and re-connected a part of me that becomes easily filled with wonder and is childishly impressed with even the most banal occurrences of the everyday natural world.
Anything that can accomplish that should be tended to with great care.
Thank you Steven and Alexander for the invitation. The pleasure is all mine.
https://www.alex-kunz.com/
https://www.flickr.com/photos/stevecirone/
See the Wind
Carry the words
Of innumerable souls
Across the valley
Onto the mountain tops
The plankton
Of solid terrain
Move across my face
Its creases
Your intimate friend
I know you love me
Your cool hands
Penetrate my coat
And cover me
With stories
From other lands
Simplicity
Walking away from expectations
Into nature’s wooded balm
She holds me up, without grip
Tells me to stop a moment
And listen
Symphonic voices
Call my name
From within places unseen
Songs of joy
Reminding me
Of the splendors I’ve missed that day
I send a whistle
And all songs are silenced
There, just beyond the thicket
A choral member
Jumps to within view
Then another.
Eyes meet briefly
The chorus resumes
And I become a believer
The song of a single bird
Is more worthy
Than a room full of gold
