nature

Flower Petals

Flower petals

flit

and fall

leaflessly

haplessly

to the ground.

Lying there

inert

lifeless

they beautify

the landscape

with floral rainbows

of rest.

Tread lightly on them

if you have to

tread at all for

they have given

their life

their livelihood

for a grander

purpose

not to fade

for quite

sometime.

Silhouetted Joshua trees and sunset. Joshua Tree National Park. California

Photography © Dennis Frates Photography  http://www.fratesphoto.com/

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Balanced

We walked.  Golf balls littered

the ground.

The park was haven to

people having fun.

All except those parked improperly

getting tickets.

People were grateful, seemingly, in

the grocery store.  In a higher income

area, their needs were better met and

their food and lifestyle more healthy

than in the less affluent areas.

All these are generalizations,

but I experienced the people

more friendly and appearing

less stressed.  My imagination?

Hardly, I think.  Although, I

could be wrong as appearances

aren’t always what’s going on

below.

We should have a gate that

you go through

measuring your stress

hormones and if they’re too

high, you should be sent home

to rest, eat some nourishing food

and do whatever you need to do to

get balanced and be in a fit

state to interact with others.

 

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Moon & Sun

The moon and the sun

were friends

like Frog & Toad.

They co-inhabited

our corner of the universe

without a lot of fighting

& bickering, in fact, none.

No one got in the others’ orbit.

The moon & sun were friends

going round and round

having a joyful existence just

orbiting.

No one hogged the others’

light, as there was plenty

to go around with them.

Two friends forever, or

for a very long time,

hanging out together

most days.

 

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A Flower

A flower grows out of the ground

until it reaches its full height.

It then stops, basking in the sun

the rest of its days.

Humans could sit up and take

a lesson from the “lowly”, lovely

flower.

All its needs are met.  It is looked

after.

It will give its life to adorn

someone’s home, possibly

or become the ground its

offspring will spring from.

Close up of Foxglove flowers.

Close up of Foxglove flowers.

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Just a Walk

I just walked.

Left all problems

behind.

Usually, I try to get a clearer

perspective

on them

on my walk.

Today I couldn’t even

go there.

I tried.

My mind needs a rest,

a break

from the constant

shifting & moving

things about to

(hopefully) make my

life work easier.

Too much is too much.

I’m glad I was

able to face boredom

and nature for

what it is

and I survived!

I wasn’t off lost

in my mind

as usual!

 

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Kiss of Death

The sun kissed the trees-

that same sun which allowed them

to grow large and tall

is now is now turning their leaves brown.

Do we curse the sun for such behavior?

Life is good, made possible by death

and renewal.

Everything recycles–even bikers!

The sun won’t change.

So we might as well honor its

role in our evolution, our growth,

change and transformation.

What goes around comes around.

Eventually.

 

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Now’s the Time

How can I call my life “boring”

when everyday things are different?  True,

some things are the same, but the majority

of my experience from day-to-day is anyone’s

guess.

So, why am I so surprised when this surprise

happens each day, my not knowing anything

about it, until I’m facing its presence in

my face, asking how to deal with it?

In retrospect, I may have “done better” in my

humble opinion, but I did what I did and

let it go at that.  Hardly boring.

I’m looking for what? an adrenaline

rush? to feel excited enough to feel alive?

Maybe.  I’m not seeking it, though.  But when

I have a particular satisfying interaction

with someone, I’m usually feeling pretty

fulfilled might be too strong–but pretty good.

Although, I never feel or experience boredom

usually moment-to-moment (or at least I

don’t really notice it), I’ve felt it more often

occasionally lately.  I’m usually alone

on a walk or something, so I ask the

universe or tell it, “O.K.”, you got my total

attention out here in the middle of

nowhere (if I’m on a walk).  Now’s the

time to lay some heavy, enlightening

clarity on my soul/ my mind.  What do

you want me to know?  What do I

need to be aware of?  What can I do to

feel less…bored?–if that’s what I’m feeling.

I usually don’t get much right then

but later I may have some unusual inspiration.

Pacific Albus (Poplar) tree farm, Boardman Tree Farm, Oregon

Pacific Albus (Poplar) tree farm, Boardman Tree Farm, Oregon

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Nature’s Nurture

I walked at noon time

I walked at night,

cool both times

people were riding bicycles

dog bouncing on the trail

happy as can be looking.

Who says nature doesn’t

have something to offer

everyone at any time.

The air was rain-washed,

worth the trip all on its own.

Cars were oblivious to

what outside of them

offered.

Speed at going nowhere

really.

My pace was much

faster to get me to where

I want to go–within.

Cloudy day dispersed

easily with the breeze.

Cedar Waxwings ate berries

from my tree outside.

15 min. later I walked out

to see them again and

they were gone!  Had their

fill apparently.  Many

berries left for tomorrow.

Soon the crows will come

and eat.

Nature’s treat–free and

unlimitedly (almost!)

available.

 

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Escape Within

I want to crawl into my page

pull the covers up

turn on the flashlight

and disappear from the

world for a long, long

time.

My own personal ‘hole’.

Who would ever think

I’d be happy in a (w)hole

lot of darkness with the

aid of a flashlight?

But I am.

I don’t even want to peek

out to see if the world

is still there.

I know it probably is

but I don’t want to

know I know.

I don’t want to think

about anything else

but what’s on this

page basking in the

light of my desk

covered up from the

world with my

one-focused attention.

I’ve been out there too

long taking in stuff.

Now I just want to

let some of it flow out

like a calm, serene lake

reflecting the majesty of

the heavens on a starlit

night.

 

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River Walk

I don’t have an inkling of whatsoever

I could or would write about, so

I’ll just begin.

I walked as early as I could this

a.m. along the river.

People were out.  NOT in church.

The river’s my church these days.

Where I find peace and solace

and rest–even though I’m

exercising, as such.

Hurt my leg trying to

beat a 6-year-old across the

school yard from a dead,

cold stop.  Warming up

is a good idea for any person

esp. an older adult before

sprinting all out.

So my exercise is walking

since my leg is sore &

needs to heal–yet I

still need some exercise–

and my mind needs a

rest.

So I go to the river.

I’m glad I walked early.

Gave me an opportunity

to nap later in the day

when I’d usually walk.

Teaching is very stressful

& I need more rest than

the average bear.

 

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