I write
my poems as gifts
for you,
dear reader.
And the thought
that you opened them
is a gift for
the poet.
© 2022 Richard Havenga
Photo Location: Home Deck - Cannonsburg, Michigan
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.
skeleton of wood
these old bones of Cottonwood
fallen back to earth
© 2022 Richard Havenga
Photo Location:
The tideline of the Pacific,
hissing upon the shore;
glistens briefly
with reflected light,
then settles into
the saturated sand.
Repeating
the mundane miracle,
again, and
again.
© 2022 Richard Havenga
Photo Locations:
1. Point Reyes National Seashore - California
2. LaJolla - California
3. Manhattan Beach - Oregon
I can almost hear a voice
emanating from these rays of light,
penetrating my consciousness.
I gather this outside sensation
and take it inside my soul,
believing it may hold answers.
So many miracles out here
competing for my attention.
I realize I'm holding my breath;
like a boy waiting for the next surprise.
© 2022 Richard Havenga
Photo Location: Grand Teton National Park
to Volodymyr Zelenskyy
They built a refuge of hope,
watched their borders,
and waited for the world's response.
Tanks and shells,
bombs and artillery,
weapons and missiles;
an arsenal of destruction
rained upon their homeland,
destroyed their dreams.
They fought the ruthless enemy,
a merciless, brutal tyrant;
as civilians died
in their homes,
in their schools,
in their hospitals.
Their refuge of hope
was bombed and burned.
Citizens of Ukraine
now praying to God
through shattered windows.
Waking each morning
to face vacant days
and hollow tomorrows.
© 2022 Richard Havenga
While walking within
this temple of trees,
I stop and stand;
astonished among these
copper-colored steeples
that stand like monuments
reaching into the blue skies
of Colorado and Montana.
Ponderosa Pines,
perhaps a century old,
stand in solemn splendor
as I inhale the essence
of their vanilla-honey aroma
emitted from the sun-warmed bark.
I resume my walk
through these pillars of strength,
over the foothills
scattered with Ponderosa,
through the seasons of my life,
always grateful to enter
this temple of trees.
© 2022 Richard Havenga
Photo Locations:
1. Hamilton, Montana
2. 3. & 4. Rocky Mountain National Park - Colorado
I am ever grateful
for this undeserved inheritance.
Learning everyday, every season,
to love the sacred spaces.
The places I enter quietly
with respect and reverence.
Open to the words that emerge
from the vault of blue sky.
God's great provision
with no need to possess.
An invitation from the silent light.
The path opening as I take it.
© 2022 Richard Havenga
Photo Locations:
1. Fort Myers, Florida
2. Taylor River - Tin Cup, Colorado
Age, a slow current
through my body.
Blood, a slow stream
through my vessels.
Hope, a steady flow
through my soul.
Honey Creek, a dark ribbon
weaving through white winter woods.
© 2022 Richard Havenga
Photo Location:
Honey Creek - Seidman Park - Kent County - Michigan
This March morning:
Soft as snowflakes
clinging to each other,
and to this woven-wire fence.
Not a breath of wind to disturb
this steel and crystal sculpture.
Until one ounce
of a Tree Sparrow
lands and leaves.
Its wingbeat producing
a brief flutter of air.
Wild grape vines,
trailing along the fence,
still hold their snow.
Sparse evidence of life here now,
except for my big boot prints
on the white ground;
soon to be filled with possibility.
© 2022 Richard Havenga
Photo Locations:
1. 2. 3. Canon Township - Kent County - Michigan