There is healing power in the beauty of nature.

Tag: contemplative poetry

Black and White Days

A poem for those colorless days when the world looks like a black and white photograph.

black and white days




The world is etched in black-and-white

a charcoal painting, an old-time movie

of simpler days

The streets are empty, the houses asleep

The trees watch in silence as time passes by

unmarked by clocks and schedules

Time is released from her boundaries

free to roam untethered

on this black and white day

where winter has come to play

Day After Day

What can we become, day after day? This is what happened to me when I developed a daily walking habit.

What can we become?
I've become the warm sun



Day after day
I've become the warm sun
I've become the blue sky
I've learned how to fly



I've become the blue sky

This Magnificent Wild

A poem for when you need to slow down and breathe.

Slow down and breathe.
This Magnificent Wild


it's not far
not far at all

look up
follow the pines

the scent is on the wind
one more step, my friend

over the threshold
and into the wild

flowers of gold
carefree as a child

there is more to life
than hustle and rush

listen to the wind
hear the sacred hush

feel your own presence
gentle and mild

embrace the pace
of this magnificent wild

Acorns and Pecans: Autumn in Acadiana

A Louisiana Heritage Poem

Autumn in Acadiana

Ah, yes, autumn in Acadiana. I love the beauty of nature, especially during the change of seasons in my home state of Louisiana.

Ancient oaks and shady pecan groves produce falling treasures of acorns and pecans.

Childhood memories abound, spirits soar, and hope is harvested like cotton.

Welcome to the season of Fall in the heart of Acadiana!


Leaves are not the only
things that Fall
in Acadiana

temperatures fall
in the nighttime
humidity levels fall
in the daytime

our weather see-saws
up and down
skies are clear, then rain falls
hot to cool, and maybe
a few hours of cold
if we are lucky

acorns and pecans
grace the ground
crops fall at harvest
corn and sugar cane
soybeans and sweet potatoes

darkness falls early
footsteps fall softly
feathers fall from the sky
as flocks pass through
on their southerly exodus

time falls swiftly
swirling us across the calendar
falling into winter
falling toward the end
of another year

and we fall to our knees
as the world falls apart
see-sawing again
from sorrow to joy

working to repair what we can
seeking beauty and love
remembering the fallen
honoring the circle of life

always believing
it is falling into place
always receiving
a covering of grace

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