Posts Tagged ‘Mud Creek’

I’m In Shock And Awe. Paddle Me Home, Bow Man: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

July 27, 2017

Canoe sunset, Lake Winneconne, July 2017A huge event in/
my life just happened and I/
have nothing to say.

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Preparing For Migration: Revolutionary ImproVerse Free Verse

August 15, 2016

Purple martins and
Canada geese and
osprey and
mallard ducks and
great blue herons and
barn swallows
are feeding at sunset,
preparing
for the rigors
of their long autumn migration.

I should go
eat a big cereal bowl
of black cherry chunky
chocolate ice cream.
Preparing for autumn Migration sunset at Lake Winneconne

Finding The Divine Lotus: Revolutionary Blogging Free Verse Poem

July 31, 2016

I,
working in a new ,
central mountain desert Temple,
noticed a carved symbol
high on Godly walls.

The lotus blossom,
not seen locally.
“International symbol
of the divine”
I was told.
8 petals,
gorgeously carved.
But why there?
Why that Buddhist symbol
in the Beehive state?

I was amused,
thinking “How silly
to use a blossom
so distant,
so unconnected,
so foreign.”

Summer drew me east,
away from that desert temple,
to the Midwest,
to the muddy creek
that had been my contemplative home,
my temple of solitude and thought
growing up.

Paddling up river
after heat,
muggy weather,
I noticed large water pads,
never before seen
in my decades in the swamp.

Then something newWhite lotus, symbol of the Buddha, reaching heavenward out of the muck in Mud Creek, Lake Winneconne, Wisconsin
rose up.
Coming out of the mud,
the decay,
through the water,
cleansing,
reaching heavenward,
large pods.

They opened,
huge,
white,
pure,
eight petals,
divine.

The scent,
pure,
delicious,
took my mind
and soul
even farther heavenward.

Now,
sitting in my canoe,
my portable temple,
eyes overwhelmed,
nostrils overcome,
soul purified,
I understand why
lotus is divine
whether in the desert
or the marsh
or the Ganges.

What Patriotism Shouldn’t Look Like: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

July 31, 2016

I feel compelled to/
clean up. Patriotism/
shouldn’t look like this.
Patriotic Litter Beer Cans in Mud Creek, Lake Winneconne, Wisconsin

Beautiful Morning, Tired: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

July 23, 2016

It’s a beautiful/
morning, but I’m too tired to/
write anything much.
Mud Creek Morning Mist, Lake Winneconne, July 2016

Water Lily Diamond Healing: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

July 18, 2016

He hated that fight,/
old man and sea, ’til he saw/
lily pad diamonds.

Primal Lakeshore Discovery: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

June 18, 2016

New Primal Lakeshore sunset, Lake Winneconne, WIDecades lived on the/
same lakeshore, and still I find/
a primal refuge.
New Primal Lakeshore sunset, Lake Winneconne, WI, shadow of a canoeist on an exposed tree root

Summertime Solution: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

June 14, 2016

There are times when you/
just have to paddle out, go/
slow, and cause no wake.
Mouth of Mud Creek, Lake Winneconne, WI, slow, cause no wake

Bonus Photography Sunrise: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

June 11, 2016

It’s a bonus to /
photograph a nice scene then,/
later, see much more.Mud Cree Lake Winneconne surprise early morning sunrise

Wildflower Canoe View: Revolutionary Blogging Iambic Poem

June 9, 2016

Some may hike.
Some may bike.
They’ll rush
to
view
Indian Paintbrush.
Or walk for hours
for glimpses of alpine wildflowers.

But to have seen
duckweed green
and water iris blue,
I canoe.
Canoe View: Water Iris and Duck Week, Lake Winneconne, June 2016