Category: Landscape

Poetry by Patrick JenningsSep 12, 20167:00 am

Desert Snow

This snowy shroud
On the sand
This crystal air
In my lungs
This layered cloud
Filters sun
This pristine world
Silent land

I feel my heart
Thrum in my chest
I feel the heat
Within my soul
I feel the beat
Of wordless rhyme
I am complete
Connected time

Poetry by Patrick JenningsSep 11, 20163:17 pm

Winter Rangeland, Highway 87, Somewhere between WInslow and Phoenix, Arizona, United States of America

This Wintry Road

This wintry road I travel by
Takes me through a country wide
Feathered here and there with buttes
Which break the plain to just one side

A single car approaches me
Then whistles by
The last I’ll see
Before sky fades and daylight flies

Poetry by Patrick JenningsSep 11, 201610:58 am

Stone and Wood and Time, Kata Tjuta, The Olgas, Northern Territory, Australia

Withering ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #54

Look at you!
Said the stone
Sun has had his way
Now you are naught
But gray
And withering
While I?
Sun has burnished me
Patinaed stone
Bright red, you see

Poetry by Patrick JenningsSep 10, 20164:01 pm

Fly on a Windshield, Highway 87, Somewhere between Winslow and Phoenix, Arizona, United States of America

Cruise or Hover

Cruising through
This exquisite solitude
Gift of remote places
And empty highways

The specks
On my windshield
Remind me

Revel in this experience

Poetry by Patrick JenningsSep 10, 20161:44 pm

Saguaro Sunset, Superstition Mountains, Mesa, Arizona, United States of America

Darkness Falls

Darkness falls
Upon the desert
Driving daylight’s
Golden rays
Beyond the Earth

But at the edge
Brief silhouette
As sunlight rages
And resists

Poetry by Patrick JenningsSep 10, 20167:00 am

Golden sunrise

Like a gold bar
Perched on horizon’s edge
The promise of a new day rising
A wealth of potential
Infinite possibility

Poetry by Patrick JenningsSep 9, 201611:39 am

An endless road, Highway 87, Somewhere between Round Top and Winslow, Arizona, United States of America

Beyond what I can see

Sometimes
The road goes ever on beyond
The pow’r of eyes to see

It carries on
Through lands unmarked
To where I cannot be

Though straight it drives
‘Cross many miles
It never does arrive

Poetry by Patrick JenningsSep 8, 20167:00 am

Frozen Range Land, Somewhere west of Mesa Verde, Colorado, United States of America

Test of Mettle

I love a deserted beach
On a hot day
With a cool onshore breeze
The surf a subtle metronome
Counting out my breaths
A calming solitude
Existence
Languid, placid serenity

I love also this frozen range
Its crystalline air
With a cutting wind
Driving the storm my way
Stealing my breath
A vulnerable solitude
Presence
Aware, active vigilance

Poetry by Patrick JenningsSep 7, 20168:27 pm

Buttes, Near Canyonlands National Park, Utah, United States of America

Sandstone Clouds

The buttes
Like clouds
Floating over the valley
Bringing a storm of stonefall

If only I had the eyes
Of old father time
I could see the rock raging
Dropping aeons of boulders
Upon the valley floor
Like hailstones
From sandstone clouds

Poetry by Patrick JenningsSep 6, 20169:58 pm

An Alien Beauty

I learn the bounds
Of my sense of beauty
When I see an alien eye
Rendering a familiar form

I am transported
To other worlds
To other dreams
To other insights

I learn my bounds
Then extend them
Beyond what I’d known
Or even dreamed possible