Red Fern Art compositions by Caithleen Carter Steeves
Drizzling spring morning thoughts
To be here is to see hear and become acquainted with the rain, sunshine,magestic waters .All things Maritime are in a highly unique way created and shaped by the sea.I hope you gain a perspective of what we are, what we are becoming, and what we cherish as Maritimers. Tapah leat!
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Faraway
posted by K Carter Steeves
This is a time of wondering
what soft cloud can conviction find
Where is the day of deliverance
When will the sun shine
You move in wonder through my dreams
the morning light a blessing on what seems
so far, so true, not dwelling here
a song, a dish, a broom swept up in forms along the way
the madness blessed at the dimming of the day
deer lake Ontario the "American Dream"
fishing
Spring
posted by K Carter Steeves
Through the mists on the lake
swallows flit and flutter on the wind
Moving southward mists tempered
to the frosty waters,mists touching water
rising like fog over rocks over trees
rising up so fast they touch the sky then poof they dissappear
altogether.
The swallos dart to the far shore
The mists slow its afternoon ways
And all of nature unhurls springtime renewal
An incubator of seeds birthing new life
The mists the swallows the rocks witnessing creation
Spring
Through the mists on the lake
swallows flit and flutter on the wind
Moving southward mists tempered
to the frosty waters,mists touching water
rising like fog over rocks over trees
rising up so fast they touch the sky then poof they dissappear
altogether.
The swallos dart to the far shore
The mists slow its afternoon ways
And all of nature unhurls springtime renewal
An incubator of seeds birthing new life
The mists the swallows the rocks witnessing creation
Spring
Friday, March 26, 2010
timeing
Amber sunlight filters unto the cabin
like a stage well lite
against the grey black drunken sky
Light Cabin
Dancing hardwoods
leanning against the cabin
like arching ballerinas
out over the lake
soft frozen snow
line after line of
dark fur and pine swaying
like chorus girls
in winter winds
White specks of snows break through the amber light
like a stage well lite
against the grey black drunken sky
Light Cabin
Dancing hardwoods
leanning against the cabin
like arching ballerinas
out over the lake
soft frozen snow
line after line of
dark fur and pine swaying
like chorus girls
in winter winds
White specks of snows break through the amber light
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