POETRY CORNER
Milkweed pod with seeds (Photo – Tom Clausen).
– 3/21/18
Hosted by Kathabela Wilson
In complicated times, we look for simplicity and clarity. I find that nature is emphatic, it makes things clear and provides a simple persistence that gives consolation and possibilities. Combined with human imagination it provides ‘another world’ of myth, dream and intuition. Spring comes anyway, in winter. We look for simple clarity, plant seeds, and bloom anyway.
~ Kathabela
Male Cardinal arrived with Snow (Photo – Micahel Czarnecki).
Michael Czarnecki
crow flies over snow covered field
stark contrast, stark beauty
black movement, white stillness
nothing complicated here
when crow disappeared
white field remained
Daily Spontaneous Poem #1188
3/11/18
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if I turn light off
room becomes dark
if I turn light back on
darkness disappears
simple flick of a switch
changes everything
Daily Spontaneous Poem #1196
3/19/18
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underneath piles of snow
seeds wait for sun, for warmth
soon, soonunderneath this bodily shell
inner essence waits for connection
soon, soon
Michael Czarnecki lives in Wheeler Hill, New York where winter is stretching out and seeds are waiting. He earns a living with poetry, publishing many other poets books with his Foothill Press, and traveling nationwide giving workshops and readings. He posts a daily spontaneous poem on Facebook. Some of these will be included in his new book titled “YOU” forthcoming 3/26/18. It can be ordered with free shipping until March 25.
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Puddle reflection (Photo – Tom Clausen).
Tom Clausen
a looking glass
portal from one world
to the next…Ο
it occurs to me
to retreat
from this world-
as if another world
might exist
Tom Clausen, a longtime honored poet inspires many with his daily posts on Facebook as he walks the woods near his home, in Ithaca, New York. He writes and photographs as he walks, treasuring the small details of life.
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Stralight creek (Photo – Tom Clausen).
Karla Decker
no wind
clear night sky
in the lake
twice as many stars
as there really are
Karla Decker has lived in Colorado, Wisconsin, and Minnesota but never felt at home until she
moved to beautiful, unpretentious Nebraska. The plan when she moved there was to stay for one year, fifty years ago and she has never regretted staying. Her poem sparkles with insight and this very positive, and yet realistic, inspired point of view.
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Ah Alex Nodopaka, I think it went beneath the surface, but not very far:
https://www.coloradoboulevard.net/poetry-corner-beneath-the-surface/
it’s always there waiting for you!
cold winter
still popping out
of some leaves in pot;
grandeur in stay calm
for some time now;
fallen twigs and branches
foray we will have rebirth again.
A walk in my garden
all round snow capped ,
Beyond this transparency ,
this numb idleness, a crave
Of buds eager to spread out
their smiles, some pecking is
on elsewhere, little girl
dancing looking at sky.
Hope blossoms .
Oh my Gawd
where did my shadow go?
It must’ve been stolen by a crow
& now that winter has gone ho-ho
I’m sucking on my Vodka straw