Storm Remnants
October 4, 2014Dock Pulled From the Lake
September 28, 2014A reprise posting on this day in late September when the dock has been, once again, pulled from the lake.
Dock Pulled From the Lake
It’s fall – work done awaiting the wind, snow, cold All that leveling last spring – slow, ponderous, perfect Rakish on the hillside now leaning against the chocks Tires old, bald, often flat, held it for the slow ride out of the water Dark green becoming pale and gray Scaly scum drying in the sun Ice can’t reach the spindly legs bent one year Leaves will gather beneath blown into sheltered hiding Summer’s sights and sounds brought life to the dock Children laughing, planks clattering, boats bumping, lifts clicking Worms, bobbers, hooks, lines – casting, watching, waiting Late afternoons – chairs, glasses of wine, binoculars Thousands of acres of lake with no movement except the waves The loon a favorite regular – used to be shy – magnificent beauty Eagles must know when we’re not watching – a shadow, a glimpse, a…View original post 61 more words
If we look closely
September 18, 2014
If we look closely
Amidst dry, lifeless clutter
As our life seems, sometimes
Or often
Can be found
Breathtaking beauty
Hope
Everything will be okay
September 14, 2014I wish, somehow, there was a way to put up sandbags against today’s flood of sadness
But through God’s grace, I know things will get better
Patience
Acceptance
Finding sustenance for my spiritual roots
To not get pulled down, dragged down, diminished by the careless behavior of others
My best friend is with me
Everything will be okay
We’ll get through this
Gentleness, kindness, understanding and forgiveness will prevail
Surrendering to the power of Wisdom
Perhaps letting go
Dancing Rose-Gold
July 29, 2014—∞—
Each morningEarly
As though awakening
The lake
Comes alive An opening movement
Two ducks
In formation
Quietly chatting
Whisk by just above the water A single gull appears
Overhead
Looking, searching
Its wings
Pink with the rising sun Far off
A loon begins its day
Black-green head
Sharp, wet bill
Glistening On the bunkhouse wall
A dance
Rose-gold reflection
Sun grazing the water
Finding its way into the room A noiseless waltz
Sometimes partnered
Leaf shadows
Gentle
In a morning breeze
© 2014 Thomas W. Cummins
A Cabin Breakfast
July 27, 2014—∞—
Throwing a patternA window-paned pattern
For sixty years
The sun has been invited in
By the yellow Cosco table
Brightening a cabin breakfast
© 2014 Thomas W. Cummins
In a dim light... 
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