Tag: United States of America

Poetry by Patrick JenningsDec 15, 201710:21 am

High Ground, Pacific Coast Highway, Northern California, United States of America

High Grounding

I climb up
Out of the fog
I see forever
But there is nothing to see
Only the fog
And the road which brought me here

Still, there is the blue sky
And the sun
I bask in its warmth
Smell the grass
Breathe the fragrant air

I remind myself
Fog is ephemeral
And there is always this high ground
Above the fog
Even if I can only reach it
By closing my eyes
And remembering this moment

Poetry by Patrick JenningsDec 8, 20176:38 pm

Into the Wind

Buffeted
But unharmed
With closed eyes
Quiet mind
Feel the wind

Ruffled and
Unsteadied
Solid stance
Discovered
Stronger now

Balance found
Face the wind
Face the rush
Of events
Step forward

Poetry by Patrick JenningsDec 7, 201711:42 pm

Grand Canyon National Park

There are no greater engineers
Than time, physics and chemistry
Set to work upon this small sphere
Of atoms hurtling through space

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJul 10, 20173:45 pm

Moonrise Sunset, Golden Gate Bridge, San Francisco, California, United States of America

On the other side, this side is the other side.

I like to cross bridges
Thinking of the dreams
To be fulfilled
On the other side

Sometimes, while crossing
I remember
There are dreams to be fulfilled
On both sides

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJun 29, 20172:31 pm

No Stony End

Young conifer
Which set down roots
Some few years ago
But now exposed
By desert rains
And so it seems
To cling to Earth
While off beyond
The hoodoos laugh
At upstart pine

You see
The mighty columns say
This once was plain
Withered away
Exposing us
The roots of Earth
Soon enough
More rain will come
Erode the land
You’re rooted on
Until you fall
Then come to rest
As dust beneath
Our hoodoo feet

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJun 19, 20173:04 pm

Desert Sunset, Mojave Desert, Route 66, California, United States of America

Relief

Curious it seems
To experience
Relief so profound
Exposed to
Climate so unforgiving

Among the desert’s
Many victims:
My haughty ego
And petty worries

Matters unworthy
Of a life
Worth living

Poetry by Patrick JenningsApr 26, 20178:41 pm

Highway 87, Arizona, United States of America

Movement

I travel
Because
Standing still
Is death

Poetry by Patrick JenningsApr 25, 20176:05 pm

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

Miles of Earth

I have driven
Many miles of Earth
Across continents
And countries

And where others see
Monotony
Or mundanity

I discover
Exquisite

Subtlety

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJan 3, 201711:23 am

Divine Sunset

I clamber up
The edge of the world
Turn to see the world below
Awash in the light of a failing sun
Fallen far below the dais
On which I stand
Like a god
Lord of all below me
Conqueror of the heavens

A car parks beside mine
Released from its confines
A small boy, about five
Runs over to stand beside me
For a moment surveying our domain

Poetry by Patrick JenningsNov 19, 20167:00 am

Teardrop Candle Sconce, Richmond, British Columbia, Canada

Reign of Tears

The tears of the nation
Fell like rain
Until the lakes became seas
And the rivers poison
Until salt rime
Clogged every creek

So long as the people cried
They lived in their fears
They lived with their losses
Bemoaning the fate
Which had befallen them
Paralyzed with grief