This tall cottonwood
rises above the frozen lake.
Frosted by winter fog.
Ghosted by morning light.
Astonishing my sensitivity.
Dazzling my grateful eyes.
© 2026 Richard Havenga
Photo Location: McCarthy Lake - Kent County - 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.
This tall cottonwood
rises above the frozen lake.
Frosted by winter fog.
Ghosted by morning light.
Astonishing my sensitivity.
Dazzling my grateful eyes.
© 2026 Richard Havenga
Photo Location: McCarthy Lake - Kent County - Michigan
Among the gratuitous
gifts of winter:
A large, rounded Cottonwood
feathered in frost.
Racks and stacks of firewood,
cured to be burned for our warmth.
Dark bones of trees stretch
long arms into cold air.
Ice Bells suspended
above Bear Creek.
Loyal Northern Cardinals
bringing vibrant color to snowy days.
The dim glow of January sun
trying to melt persistent icicles.
The snow falling through
December's silent night.
© 2025 Richard Havenga
Photo Locations:
1. McCarthy Lake - Kent County - Michigan
2, 3, 6, & 7. Home Yard & Home Woods
4. & 5. Townsend Park - Kent County - Michigan
On this annual occurance
of crocuses and daffodils,
we can congratulate ourselves
on sursviving another
long, West Michigan winter.
Now we patiently wait and watch
as the brown and gray woods
absorb energy from the sun and
transform into a green mansion
where we can walk in many rooms.
© 2025 Richard Havenga
Photo Locations:
1. & 2. Home Garden
3. Home Woods
We walk
through the seasons of our lives.
The snow, the cold, the blizzards.
The rain, the heat, the thunderstorms.
Wildflowers emerge in the spring woods.
Tree buds swell and unfurl new leaves.
Vibrant autumn colors
flare briefly, then die.
Winter sun slides by low in the sky.
Summer sun climbs high.
We live our lives alive,
try to thrive in each season;
remembering.
© 2025 Richard Havenga
Photo Locations:
1. McCarthy Lake - Kent County - Michigan
2. Home Woods - Cannonsburg, Michigan
3. Pickerel Lake Park - Kent County - Michigan
4. McCarthy Lake - Kent County - Michigan
5. Home Fields - Cannonsburg, Michigan
In this forgotten cropfield
that once grew soybeans,
it's a day in late winter,
still below freezing,
with a trace of snow remaining.
Sandhill Cranes toss stems and leaves.
With the slightest wing thrust
they rise effortlessly
eight feet up, then settle down
like winter angels.
They dance and call
and flare their wings
and toss and dance
and wait for spring.
© 2025 Richard Havenga
Photo Location: Home Fields - Cannonsburg, Michigan
This Cottonwood tree,
its stout branches
feathered with frost,
stands statuesque
in serene solitude,
and solemn silence;
a silver trophy
earned and given
for your endurance
and perseverance
into late winter.
© 2025 Richard Havenga
Photo Locations:
1. McCarthy Lake - Kent County - Michigan
2. St.Patrick Church - Parnell, Michigan
This wood, just added to the fireplace,
I cut and split and stacked
two years ago last November
to warm this January night.
And the sound of your voice
above the crackling fire
makes us comfortable with each other
and our fifty-three years together.
I do my part to keep the fire burning hot.
Knowing the dead trees in our woods
will be placed in the fireplace
a few more winters from tonight.
And how these words, also,
have been stacked and cured.
Not knowing when they'd be used
to finish this winter poem.
© 2025 Richard Havenga
The interior voice keeps rising,
slowly, like bubbles flowing below
the thin ice of a winter stream.
Ready to emerge and be heard,
or to be read and concurred.
The poet keeps writing,
the words keep rising,
hoping to be released.
© 2025 Richard Havenga
Photo Locations: Bear Creek - Townsend Park - Kent County - Michigan
erect on their stiff stalks,
catch your outside eye
as they flare in the wind.
They dominate
the early autumn landscape
before aging into
weathered gray flags.
Finally, to rise above
deep winter snows,
erect on stiff stalks.
© 2024 Richard Havenga
Photo Locations:
1. 2. & 3. Kent County - Michigan
Our loyal cardinals
brought vibrant color
to a gray and white winter.
And on summer evenings,
they pierce the silence
with sharp, bold whistles.
Filling the air with song.
Filling my ears with music.
Filling my eyes with gratitude.
© 2024 Richard Havenga
Photo Locations:
1. Townsend Park - Kent County - Michigan
2. & 3. Home Woods
I'll try to put myself
inside the head
of a friend
from Viet Nam,
who lives in
Miami and Naples
when she comes to
Grand Haven
or Traverse City
during a winter
in West Michigan
to experience
for the first time
snow crystals
falling on her face
and how wind chill
feels on her skin
when the temperature
is eight below zero
and the wind is
blowing at twenty-four
miles per hour
gusting to thirty
and the stubborn
overcast has persisted
for nearly five weeks.
Then if she
stays a few days
and is patient
enough to listen
while dressed
in flannel and fleece
I will lift up the
handy mitten map
of Lower Michigan
conveniently located
at the end
of my left arm
and proceed
to explain
"Lake Effect" snow
as she's reaching
into her purse
to check the
departure time
of her
return flight.
© 2024 Richard Havenga
Photo Locations:
1. Townsend Park - Kent County - Michigan
2. Home Woods - Cannonsburg, Michigan
in January
sun glow pouring through windows
warms my winter heart
© 2024 Richard Havenga
Photo Location:
Home Windows - Cannonsburg, Michigan
The snow is falling
through a silent night
in late December.
Highlighting
diagonal branches
on barren trees.
A dream-like scene
accumulating enough reality
to crystalize your love of winter.
© 2024 Richard Havenga
Photo Locations:
1. & 2. Seidman Park - Kent County - Michigan
3. Townsend Park - Kent County - Michigan
I long to hear the song
of the shiny ocean
gliding onto shallow shores,
polishing the slopes of sand
with a brief shimmering light;
again, again, and again.
I want to return
to the seashore
to watch the Willets
dancing in and out,
leaving tiny tracks
along the reach of the surf.
To witness Brown Pelicans
flying in formation
skimming close to the surface, then
plunging their massive bodies
headlong into the water;
a scoop of cold fish soup.
After these many winters
hiking dry desert washes,
I thirst for the sensation
of waves washing my feet,
and the wide horizon curving away,
carrying shiny ocean dreams.
© 2023 Richard Havenga
Photo Locations:
1. Beverly Beach State Park - Oregon
2. La Jolla, California
3. Barefoot Beach - Florida
4. Barefoot Beach - Naples, Florida
5. Sanibel Island - Florida
It's on these early spring days
that we reconnect with the renewable earth,
as cold soil softens and awakens,
that we sip at the drink of hope.
Eager for the buds to swell
on the tips of tapered twigs.
Earnest for the buds to unfurl
their tender young leaves.
The spring warblers will return
to feed among the trees
for hidden insects and larvae,
and to sing their songs of hope.
Repeating songs of past years.
Fulfilling our anticipation and longing,
as they cast their hopeful voices
into the warming spring air.
© 2023 Richard Havenga
Photo Locations:
1. Red Maple ~ "Mom & Dad's Farm"
2. American Beech ~ Home Woods
3. Cape May Warbler ~ Cannonsburg (Egypt Valley) State Game Area