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Nature Unstable

 

Nature Unstable

The clouds above foment and churn
forecasting trouble soon.
The birds are quickly to discern,
their lives are not immune
to Mother Nature when she’s mad
and makes her presence known,
when every living thing that has
a heart…. feels all alone.

The lightning strikes; the thunder booms;
moments stand unstable.
Seconds pass as each assumes
life will soon be able
to return to how it use to be
when all was calm and good
before Mother Nature showed her might
and we watched and understood.

Today the light will come to me
and shine along the path
that I must take so I can be
safe among the wrath
that festers everywhere I look
in places here and far
and demands that I look over you
no matter where you are.

© copyright 2013  t. j. gargano

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Stoney Creek

Looking at some old photos the other day, back when I lived up in Alaska, one picture brought to mind the time a friend and I spotted a baby moose in a thicket off to our right, after coming off a sandbar in the river.  As we headed into the dense woods, we stopped in our tracks when we heard the snort of the mother moose before we saw her ahead of us, partially camouflaged, turning her head a hard left and back, staring intently at us.

The ground started shaking and……..well, I’ll fill you in on the rest of that story in a later post.  Another danger that lurks in the outdoors and is always a threat is lightning and wind.

Stoney Creek

Up on the river near Stony Creek,
up where the river bends,
we camped in weather cold and bleak
up on the river near Stony Creek.
All night, lightning struck trees at their peak;
bringing many of them to their ends
Up on the river near Stony Creek,
up where the river bends.

copyright © 2011 T.J. Gargano

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Late Summer Day

With the advent of winter and the freshness of declining temperatures, it is easy to dream of not so long ago when the puffy cloud skies spewed forth warm temperatures and dreams of a different nature.  So why not still be mesmerized by those summer days of past to keep us warmer,  a little longer.  Think happy.  Think warm.

Late Summer Day

Big sky, puffy clouds, monarch butterflies;
Cattail clustering along the river shore.
Birds all a frenzy blend in their summer cries;
Big sky, puffy clouds, monarch butterflies.
In the distance, darkened clouds bring forth stormy skies
with lightning strikes and thunder clasps, then suddenly no more
Big sky, puffy clouds, monarch butterflies;
Cattail clustering along the river shore.

copyright © 2011 T.J. Gargano

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