MAINE

the crackling of wet twigs under my feet
an early morning and coffee brewed
it's smell mingling with early mountain dew
as a small stream races with the day

I am witness to my morning in a new way
as the wet soil records the first traces of my stay
and morning's light shimmers off a Juniper tree
ever so slightly, a hummingbird hovers by it's leaves

a barrage of insects skim the water
awakened by the rising sun
as squirrels chase and barter
hiding their acorns one by one
last nights camp fire
like it's flames a fleeting memory
the wood pile will bring the camp fire
back to it's red and yellow reverie
once more

and as I finish my coffee
I take out my knife and carve
a notch in my walking stick
to mark my first day
without delay...

I will follow beauty's lead today

Reviews

[The Cobra Lounge]

You write about the beauty of nature in its rawest form. I could smell the air, taste the coffee, feel the dampness of the dew. Brilliant!

[Greg Letellier]

Random note: Maine is my home state, I have lived there all my life.
But anyway, great piece! The images you paint are clear and inspiring. Keep it up!

[BABy]

This was absolutely lovely so many images...and a feeling of freedom..enjoyment

[Aidz]

Fuken wicked!!!... do I have say anymore Rene..

[Marie Harrison]

What a bright sparkle of fresh water
you've provided for the reader.
Lovely poem.

[Eclipsing Moon]

So versatile...you surprise Me everytime I read a new piece...a depth of expression in choosing each word and applying it with a craftsman's ettiquette and expertice..well carved by your" pocket knife in your walking stic"...I so love the scene you painted for Me this morning ..early morning woods walk..ty..Laury

[Christopher Sal]

A very nice gem, probably the best thing i've read since this site took a surge into mediocrity and shite.

[Audrey Howitt]

Beautifully written--you followed in beauty's lead in the writing of this gorgeous piece--Thank you for a most satisfying read---

[Tkess]

I was just in Maine last fall. I took a trip from Pittsburgh to Boston and then Maine. I spent a few days hiking in Arcadia National Park. It was absolutely stunning. I can certainly identify with this poem. Wonderful write.

[Neva Flores - Changeful..]

Oh wow Rene! You describe the outdoors be it city or otherwise so well. You take me to these places in my mind. This is wonderful!