Weaving words of grace and gratitude through the fabric of my photography, I wish to share the everyday miracles of God's creation. Writing with a blend of curiosity, discovery, and spirituality, I invite the reader-viewer along a trail of words and images; thoughtfully selected and graciously given.
Monday, November 28, 2016
Fragments of Poetry 19
"... the grass.
it anchors sand in place,
then names itself,
signing landscape
by bending in a gentle curve,
swaying half-circles, penning
a transitory letter..."
from the poem: "Meditation On Creation" by Anne-Marie Oomen
in: Seasons of the Sleeping Bear p.22
Photo Location: Whitefish Point Bird Observatory - Lake Superior - Paradise, Michigan
You may also enjoy previous "Fragments"...
Fragments of Poetry 16 - September 29, 2016
Fragments of Poetry 15 - February 8, 2016
Monday, November 21, 2016
Temporary
While Willets wade
the shallow surf,
Sanderlings design
and redesign
the saturated sand,
signing their signatures
with temporary tracks,
and feeding while
the water's receding,
then leaving.
© 2016 Richard Havenga
Photo Locations:
1. Sunset Beach, North Carolina
2. 3. 4. & 5. Lover's Key State Park - Bonita Springs, Florida
Monday, November 14, 2016
patience
you, the patient one,
please count the silver jewels
on this dome of dew
© 2015 Richard Havenga
Photo Location: Ada Township - Kent County, Michigan
Monday, November 7, 2016
Warrior
Wading and walking
with slow stealth,
dark feet slip
into dark water;
barely a ripple,
graceful as a ballerina,
yet ready as a warrior
to thrust its spear,
to plunge with precision
at a silver minnow,
to pierce its silver scales;
or miss.
Now waiting again;
yellow eyes
intensely focused,
prepared for prey,
patient as a monk,
still as stone,
wading the wetlands,
stalking in silence,
this master of the marsh,
this fierce, feathered warrior.
© 2016 Richard Havenga
Photo Locations:
1. & 2. Rogue River - Rockford, Michigan
3. & 4. Eagle Lakes Park - Naples, Florida
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Tuesday, November 1, 2016
Settle
The wind subsides
near the end of this day.
Along the edge
of the woods,
trees settle;
their leaves whisper
good evening.
Tips of branches
bow, then rise;
bow in reverence,
rise in gratitude.
© 2016 Richard Havenga
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