Tag: British Columbia

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJan 2, 202210:17 am

White Noise

Water’s souciant song
White as the snow still falling
Nature’s whisper: shhhhhhhh

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJan 1, 202210:29 am

Winter Sun & Snow, Whistler Mountain, Whistler, British Columbia, Canada

Yesterday’s Sun

A blanket of newness
Illuminated by the glow
Soon to become
Yesterday’s sun

Poetry by Patrick JenningsDec 31, 20213:49 pm

Train Wreck

Train wreck of a year
Called Twenty Twenty One ends
Twenty Twenty Two

Too?

Poetry by Patrick JenningsDec 31, 202110:49 am

Train Wreck Suspension Bridge, Cheakamus River, Whistler, British Columbia, Canada

Grace through the Rubble

I make my way
Down channeled paths
Wending through
Hardship and trouble

To overcome
My flow adjusts
Weaves a line
Ofttimes turbulent

While rocks and stumps
Which interfere
I push aside
With force of will determinant

And rest I may
In respite of pools and lakes
To carry on with grace aplomb
Through demise and rubble

Poetry by Patrick JenningsDec 30, 202110:57 am

Lavender on Broken Glass

Soft and sharp
Lavender petals fall
On broken glass

So is the acceptance
Of our sad reckoning

Embraced in tears

Poetry by Patrick JenningsDec 30, 20218:30 am

Dawn Nears, Tantalus Lookout, Sea to Sky Highway, Tantalus Range, British Columbia, Canada

Upon the Sigh

Dawn already
Come and gone
First sun reflects
From wintry throne
Beneath the glow
Of cloudless sky

I hold my grief
In chill repose
The magic light
Has challenged woes
Soon comes the smile
Upon the sigh

Poetry by Patrick JenningsDec 28, 202111:30 am

December Chill, Rainbow Park, Alta Lake, Whistler Mountain, British Columbia, Canada

Chill ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #295

On a crisp December day
Atop an inverted sky
Snowy clouds
Blown across the ice

Thighs itch
From penetrating chill
A wan sun
Does nothing to warm

A few moments here
To record the scene
Then retreat
To the warmth

Of electric fire
A sugary cup
Of cocoa
And family

Poetry by Patrick JenningsDec 26, 20214:27 pm

i of the Storm

I come for the storms
To be confronted
By nature
At her extremes

To remind myself
Of things much more
Than my self

In my calm lagoon
Of self import

I am touched

By what others
Might call God

Though I admit
To no more knowledge
Than such is divine

With I
In my little i
Of the storm
That is existence

Poetry by Patrick JenningsDec 22, 20211:51 pm

For the Dawn

Dawn comes softly
In pastels
With a light wind

I breathe in the moment
Then hold on
To what I don’t want to let go

This peace
This sanctuary
This moving on

A quiet
I have not allowed myself
To experience

In a long time

Time
In my body
Letting the world be

Just as it is

Beautiful
And dark

Tranquil
And distressed

But just for this moment

Beautiful
And tranquil

That is enough
For the dawn

Poetry by Patrick JenningsDec 13, 202110:36 pm

Pastel Dawn, Horseshoe Bay to Nanaimo Ferry, Strait of Georgia, British Columbia, Canada

Travel ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #294

Dawn breaks in pastels
Scattered city lights
Which had powered night
Fade with encroaching day
Soon enough extinguished

While the trail
Marking my departure
Rises from the darkness
Now a frothy white
Upon grey slate

Receding mountains’ majesty
Diminishes with steady progress
In some few hours to be lost
Behind the moon-swelled sea
Held fast by Earth’s own gravity

So go I
Beyond the realm
Of all I know
To places
I’ve not yet loved