The 5th in a weekly series of "Floating Poetry" live broadcasts…
…here on journeying.
By crescent moon and oil-lamp light. From Weekapaug, Rhode Island.
By the wandering sea.
A journey around the world and The Poetisphere.
Even a trip to the moon…
Standing Still with the Sun ~ a plein air poem for the Winter Solstice
"Where Shooting Stars Are" © Colin Goedecke
Standing Still with the Sun
an ode to the Winter Solstice
Meteors are showering overhead
this Solstice night,
this nearly Cold Moon night;
deep wintering night.
The North Pole is turning
south again, to the echoes
of centuries
of singing and feasting,
fires and dancing;
sometimes with poetry
and pomegranates,
sometimes with bathing
in holy rivers; giving alms
to beggars and Brahmins.
Round the death and rebirth
of the Light;
round the last and next seasons
of the Earth. Sol sistere.
A night for the Sun and each soul
to stand still. An invitation, to feel
your sacred place, in Nature,
your passage, through Time;
the vital part you play in this Great Mystery,
in this endlessly curious, wildly
wondrous Journey.
Colin Goedecke
at the Winter Solstice
Morristown, New Jersey
December 21st, 2018
Bring Yourself to This Day ~ a plein air poem for the Summer Solstice
"Lake, Light & Floating Poet" © Ann Vellis
Bring Yourself to This Day
for the Summer Solstice
This Solstice Day,
re-generous day.
Of new Summering,
good Naturing.
The sun so greatly
lengthening.
The trees
so freely dancing,
in ever deeper,
ever greener ecstasies.
The clouds caressing
the open skies,
and dotting the eyes
of sailors
and mountaineers,
painters and
sonneteers.
The waters of lakes
and rivers, firths
and fjords, bays
and sounds, clear
and mirroring.
Bring yourself,
your whole nature,
bodifully,
spiritly ~
as bountifully,
to this day
of balance and
beauty,
dalliance
and euphony
between
the boundless
heavens and the
re-turning earth;
with a lightening
heart and long,
lengthening breath.
Colin Goedecke
Morristown, New Jersey
June 21st, 2018
In a Drop ~ a plein air poem & meditation on our connection with nature
In a Drop
of saltwater,
you can see an ocean
blueing;
of rain,
you can hear blossoms
opening;
of wine,
you can taste a landscape
sunning;
of quicksilver,
you can scent weather
coming;
of ink,
you can touch a poet
dreaming;
of a tear,
you can feel your being
flowing.
Colin Goedecke
in the woodlands
of Morristown, New Jersey
March, 2017
Into the Wild Green Wonder ~ a plein air poem & ode to another Spring
Into the Wild Green Wonder
an Ode to Spring
Under Spring’s Wild Blue
Wonder we enter its new
and renewing Green.
Enchanting us round parks
and woodlands, ponds,
hillsides, meadowlands.
Awakening us
through all our years,
all the ages of earth,
all the pages of history,
poetry, mythology.
With its symphony
of daring colors.
Its delicate flowering.
Its essencing
of innocence; ecstasy
of purest presence.
Beckoning us
to fall once again
into the wild green wonder
of its outstretched arms,
like forever young and
eager lovers.
Colin Goedecke
in the Loantaka Woods
Morristown, New Jersey
March, 2017
Re: Birth ~ a plein air poem for our Spring Equinox
Re: Birth
for our Spring Equinox(es)
First breath.
To last breath.
What flows between
is the reveling
and leveling
of living.
The many faces
and found graces
of loving.
The transcendental
moments ~
of great epiphanies,
deep ecstasies,
timeless memories.
The embodiments
of you becoming
even now
ever new,
ever free
to spring.
Colin Goedecke
on Braidburn Way
Morristown, New Jersey
March 20, 2017
Let There Be Lightness ~ a plein air poem for the Winter Solstice
at the winter solstice
To dispel all darkness,
all heaviness.
Let there be waxing,
toward all things
lightening,
all things humanizing.
Let the world turn back
to itself anew;
the stopping sun
return back aglow;
hope burn hot
and bright
in eager hearts.
Let us, as Nature’s
creations, remember
its sacredness,
and bring to life
and each other
the great sparks of soul
that shoot and shimmer
within our earthliness.
Colin Goedecke
at The Loantaka Brook
Morristown, New Jersey
December 21st, 2016
The Great Blue ~ a plein air poem for a heron on a summer pond
The Great Blue
meditation on a great blue heron
I love his presence.
His absolute stillness;
aura of solitude,
sacredness.
His long-legged patience
in the wind-stirred pond.
Gracefully at one
with everything;
wholly attuned
to every moment, movement
above and below the surface.
His watchfulness, sureness
despite the drift of time
and summer clouds,
into the split-second
he spies and elegantly spears
a shining fish,
and flies off
in his Great Blueness
to a nearby bank
of cattail grass
to feast, and rest.
Colin Goedecke
on Kitchell Pond
Loantaka Brook Reservation
Convent Station, NJ
July, 2016
Early Summer Morning, After Rain ~ a plein air poem for summertime in the City
Early Summer Morning, After Rain
Stepping into the city
after a nightlong rain,
onto cool, wet cobblestones.
Into full, floating scents
of moist earth,
thriving green leaves,
the lime-musk
of sycamore bark,
the pale perfume
of a run-wild rosebush.
Into quietly inviting feelings
of freshness, lushness.
Everything washed down,
washed clean;
every planting overspilling.
Past puddles
in the walking path
all clear and still,
like the reservoir
I circle softly round,
but for the ripple
of a bell
from an old churchtower
ringing
the morning hour
across the water.
Colin Goedecke
Central Park, New York
July 5th, 2016