Poetry of the Earth

The poetry of the earth is never dead

–John Keats

Newburgh Lake, Michigan

Poetry in Prose

Always be a poet, even in prose.

Charles Baudelaire

You may happen upon poetry in the sound of a brook rushing over rocks on a summer afternoon.

Photo Challenge: Autumn’s Transient Music

Those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane
by those who could not hear the music.
–Friedrich Nietzsche

The crimsons of  autumn are but a transient visitor, too soon faded and eclipsed by winter’s shadow.

Photo Challenge:  Transient  

 

Photo Challenge, Focus: The Chorus of Merriment

The earth laughs in flowers.
–Ralph Waldo Emerson

Although in this instance it seems that the rushing brook in the soft focus background is joining in the merriment.

Photo Challenge:  Focus  

 

Photo Challenge, Evanescent: Passing of Crystal Waters

There is a waterfall in every dream.  Cool and crystal clear, it falls gently on the sleeper, cleansing the mind and soothing the soul.
—Virginia Allison

Photo Challenge:  Evanescent 

 

Iargo Springs, Michigan

Photo Challenge: Swift as a Shadow

Making it momentary as a sound,
Swift as a shadow, short as any dream.

–Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream

Photo Challenge:  Evanescent

 

Newburgh Lake, Michigan

Photo Challenge: Reflections in Landscape’s Most Expressive Feature

“A lake is a landscape’s most expressive feature. It is Earth’s eye; looking into which the beholder measures the depth of his own nature.”
—Henry David Thoreau

Photo Challenge:  Reflecting

 

 

Au Sable River, Michigan

Newburgh Lake, Michigan