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Juxtaposition

Juxtaposition tuesday morning garbage truck rattles, roars an early reveille quiet `recycle truck bits of card board flying routes me from deep winter’s repose shhhhhhhh the snow plow scraping silence from my road I AM AWAKE!!! traffic bear wanders silently on heavy padded paws owl’s wings barely whisper returning to her nest racoons stir and sleep again hollowed trunks deer step gingerly upon a daily path heads held high vigilant, nostrils flare gulping in frigid air for the scent of wolf. moving on welcome peace returns a benediction in white wild mice search for seeds

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Lim'Rik Flats

Date: 10/5/2017 9:21:00 AM

I spend a lot of time with nature, or, I should say "out in it" — biking, hiking, etc. but I never slow my mind down to experience it as you portray it. I know it exists as such, but to wander your words gives me pause, as though sitting here at the 'puter I have a greater connection with nature than when I am in it. A writer who can do this is a true writer indeed. ~ john

Patricia Cresswell
Date: 10/5/2017 9:52:00 AM

Thank you for the great compliment. I have maturing to thank for my observations, in part. It slows one down then bends you forward a bit so you are pointed in the correct direction. It is as though you are given the best at the end.

Russell Sivey

Date: 10/4/2017 6:17:00 AM

You have certainly shown what is important within the day...how nature responds to a day, versus how we respond to them! We have definite ignorance of the truth in nature when we face the day without looking peacefully at it in wonderment! Just like how I viewed your poem, in true amazement! I thought your write was written in delightful loveliness this morning, Great Work my friend!!

Patricia Cresswell
Date: 10/5/2017 9:40:00 AM

I really hope that it was soothing to you. Like a balm that calms and takes the sting away. While you are healing is a good time to look for the small things around you. Russell I know you could do wonders with your observations. Be well today and tomorrow we will worry about when it comes. .

Silent One

Date: 10/3/2017 6:11:00 AM

This is really clever and well written.. Great imagination..

Patricia Cresswell
Date: 10/5/2017 9:42:00 AM

Silent One I am very happy that you enjoyed my poem. Thank you.