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

Let the Fireworks Begin ~ a plein air poem for the 4th of July

Let the Fireworks Begin

The star showers.

The wild flowerings.

The palm trees and peonies,

dahlias, chrysanthemums

of high-flying light;

The waterfalls

of sparks, colors.

The bright night-burnings

embering down

into dark.

The flashes

and shimmers

of earth-flung comets,

bracelets, diadems.

The rocketing arcs

you follow with wide-open eyes, 

almost held-breath,

till you ohh and aah

from the outbursts

of silver and gold;

emerald, rose, rare blue.

Feel the ensuing booms

reverberate in your belly

as you lie face-to-sky

on a wide-spread blanket

easy and cozy with friends.

And savor all ~

amid the dangling spangles,

and wizzing, crackling,

whistling sounds ~

with innocent wonder.

Through the last fanfare:

the blazing, rousing finale;

the applause,

the drifting clouds

of smoke and contented crowds.

Colin Goedecke

Morristown, New Jersey

July 4th, 2016

A Day the Sun Stood Still ~ a plein air poem for the summer solstice

A Day the Sun Stood Still

                  for this summer solstice

Today.

A day unlike any other,

past or future.

Not because the sun will stand

still, at the Tropic of Cancer,

then reverse

its northerly arc

and head radiantly south,

toward the Tropic of Capricorn.

Not because a full moon,

a native, votive Strawberry Moon

will, just once

in most of our lifetimes,

rise on the same plane.

Today is a day unlike any other

because it’s a new day

of light, lightness; 

rareness, wonder

open to one, to all. 

A day where our own stillness

can greatly illuminate.

Where we can choose

to move likewise;

clock-or-counterclockwise,

in phenomenal directions.

Can invoke a fresh season, 

infusion, green summer of self; 

bring ripening

to our life seeds,

fruits, vines, visions;

connect more deeply,

simply to the earth;

to the purely elemental

shining inside, around

and above us.

Colin Goedecke

On the Summer Solstice,

at the Loantaka Brook Reservation

Convent Station, New Jersey

June 20, 2016