Category: Landscape

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJul 2, 20222:20 pm

Boxed In

Boxed in
Egress blocked
Walls impenetrable

But a blue sky
Offers promise

Possibility beyond

So I seek alternatives

Unknown paths
Improbable routes

The unexplored
May hide secrets
New trails to blaze

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJul 1, 20223:53 pm

his Highway My Soul, US Hwy 89A, Marble Canyon, Vermilion Cliffs National Monument, Arizona, United States of America

The Open Country of Being

No greater metaphor
To my reason for being
Than a remote highway
Through open country
I’ve not yet explored
With the tools in hand
To tell the tales
Of my discoveries

More and more
Discovery comes
As reflections of my self
In the landscape of existence

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJun 29, 202210:44 pm

Emerald Pools Trail, Zion National Park, Utah, United States of America

Trickle

Just a trickle
May restore
What once was lost

Love
Hope

Filling pools of possibility

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJun 28, 202212:41 pm

Golden Hour, Horseshoe Bend, Page, Arizona, United States of America

Sun’s Eclipse

This the golden hour
In advance of sun’s eclipse

I am with you
Hand in hand
Follow every laboured breath
A life of laughter, love and kindness shared
With wordless gaze and poignant smile

A tear
A sigh
A tightened grasp

Then return to fitful rest
A slumber which will last the night

But I’ll be here when you awake
In golden hour
Your hand I’ll take
Until at last
Your sun may set

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJun 27, 202210:25 am

Winding Path, Goosenecks State Park, Utah, United States of America

Winding ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #316

The winding path
Which takes me well beyond
Desired goals
Has served me well

Offered possibility
Once well outside my ken
Comforts challenged
Bound’ries shattered

With every step astray
From oft trod trails
Discover unknown countries
Within myself

A lesser man would I be
Who’d stayed the straight and narrow course
To some place known
When I’d set out

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJun 26, 20225:08 pm

Wispy Skies, Zion National Park, Utah, United States of America

Will of the Wisp

My presence in this moment
Is but a wisp of a cloud
In a windswept sky
A drop of rain
In the eons of torrents
Which gouge a canyon
From a plateau of stone

Try as I might
I cannot grasp
The monumental meaningless
Of my own existence
Leaving me to acknowledge
The incalculable significance
Of drawing a single breath

Here am I
An infinitesimal ephemeral wisp
In the cloud-strewn sky
Of existence
Claiming my glorious place
In the magnificence
As if a passing moment in eternity
Were eternity itself

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJun 25, 20223:27 pm

Sunset Descent

In a moment between breaths

Clear my lungs
Clear my mind
Clear my heart

In this realm
Of sunset otherness
The heavy sigh of engines
In smooth air
As a world of cares and worries
Slides by far below

Soon enough to be rejoined

I take another breath
Feel the gentle decline
Back to Earth

Take another breath
Close my eyes
Imagine myself
In flight forever
Concerns and attachments
All suffering
Spread across the surface
Of a small globe
Above which I can choose to float

So when I choose again
To walk the Earth
I may appreciate both

Its suffering and joy
Its love and discontent
Its beauty and ugliness
Its hardship and kindness

With another breath
Empty my lungs
Empty my heart
Empty my mind
Of attachment
To one state or another

For it is the attachment
To a state of being
Which creates the suffering
Not the state of being

“Cabin attendants prepare for arrival”