Archive for the ‘Nature’ Tag

Rock   1 comment

Rock January 19, 2014

Above:  The Rock in Question, January 19, 2014

Image Source = Kenneth Randolph Taylor

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Rock I found in the woods nearby,

you prompt me to wonder:

If you could see,

what you have seen?

If you could hear,

what would you have heard?

How old are you?

And where have you been?

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Compared to you, O rock,

we mortals as as transient grass.

Yet both of us are parts of nature;

may human awareness not pass

without admitting that fact sure

even as I acknowledge that the task

reality to reflect on and ponder

is beyond you, not that I mock.

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

JANUARY 19, 2014 COMMON ERA

Bird Buffet   2 comments

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Above:  The Second Draft of the Poem

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Birds alight

in the light and in shadows

to gather in a backyard

to dine on a mass

of birdseed on Christmas Eve.

I watch them through glass

and enjoy the sight

of avian grazing

so close yet

at a proper distance.

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

DECEMBER 24, 2013 COMMON ERA

Islands of Night Sky   Leave a comment

Islands of Night Sky

Above:  The Original Text

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AUTHOR’S COMMENT:

I looked up at the sky tonight and thought of “islands of night sky.”  So I wrote the prompt down and let it develop into a concise form.

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

DECEMBER 11, 2013 COMMON ERA

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Islands of night sky

populate the ocean of clouds

above my head

on a cold night.

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

DECEMBER 11, 2013 COMMON ERA

Tree Arch   Leave a comment

Tree Arch

Above:  Part of the Second Draft of the Poem

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A tree in Americus woods grows upward

then back to the ground, forming an arch

of wood and bark unbroken–not severed–

through which one might even march.

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Why did the tree grow this way?

It is a good question, I propose.

Pondering such things, I do say,

regarding how Mother Nature goes,

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is a helpful spiritual exercise,

for to look around and pay attention–

really to open one’s eyes–

is to notice what God has done.

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

NOVEMBER 29, 2013 COMMON ERA

Posted November 29, 2013 by neatnik2009 in Afternoons, Americus Georgia, Autumn, Sumter County Georgia

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Animal Snack Bar   Leave a comment

Animal Snack Bar

Above:  The Second Draft of the Poem

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Bird seed and deer corn–

quite a feast for neighborhood wildlife–

birds, squirrels, and deer–

who gather in a backyard in the morn

and the afternoon with hunger rife.

Yet of humans they have a fear

proper for creatures wild born;

it probably preserves their life

elsewhere and just continues here.

Their presence I will not scorn,

for it proves soothing amid strife

caused by someone near.

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

NOVEMBER 28, 2013 COMMON ERA

Thoughts at Twilight   Leave a comment

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Above:  The Gray Robe of Twilight (Between 1900 and 1912), by Charles Melville Dewey (1849-1937)

Publisher and Copyright Claimant = Detroit Publishing Company

Image Source = Library of Congress

(http://www.loc.gov/pictures/item/det1994023344/PP/)

Reproduction Number = LC-D416-29865

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As twilight draws her dusky curtain

In silence o’er the earth;

As stars their twinkling rays and daw

With sparkling lights of mirth,

Mankind is drawn in restful silence.

To homes of peace and love,

Where thoughts of each are giv’n full-play

From soil–to heav’n above.

The children soon are all at rest

Content with joy and fun;

The working folk are happy, too,

I know their task’s well-done.

Others in the dusk of life,

Begin anew to think

Of what this life has been to them,

For now they’re at Death’s brink.

From East and West, from North to South,

As twilight falls around,

Man’s thoughts are ever turned to God

Who made the earth, silence, and sound.

RANDOLPH WINBURN BARRETT

AUGUST 20, 1932 COMMON ERA

Twilight   Leave a comment

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Above:  Twilight on the Dunes, by Earl Howell Reed (1863-1931)

Image Source = Library of Congress

(http://www.loc.gov/pictures/item/2002698688/)

Reproduction Number = LC-USZ62-76602

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At the close of ev’ry day

Comes a time of peace.

Husbands go to home and wife;

Troubles end; worries cease.

Children stop their fun and play,

Mothers sit and rest,

Birds and beasts go swiftly home

To lov’d ones in their nest.

Lovers seek a quiet place

To hold their trysting hour.

All are held in rapt’rous awe

By twilight’s gentle power.

RANDOLPH WINBURN BARRETT

AUGUST 20, 1932 COMMON ERA