mindfulness
gulls wheeling overhead,
their cries mingling with the sound
of waves lapping at the shore
cormorants diving,
surfacing downstream,
carried by the current
a great blue heron raising
its head, its catch grasped
firmly in its bill
a soft breeze coming
off the water, a mild caress,
warm day or cool
beside the river
or upon it,
and my mind is at ease
The prompt for Poetics: Purifying the Mind, from Linda at dVerse, is to write a poem regarding mindfulness.
Image: Great Blue Heron on the Niagara River
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I can imagine a breeze coming of that water would feel like a caress.
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Thanks, Frank.
Yes, a part of the closer connection.
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Sublime writing and imagery!!! 💗
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Thank you. 🙂
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Seems like a very peaceful place … both in reality and in the mind!
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And it is! Thank you, Dwight.
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Very strong sense of place, as you rocked the prompt. There iks something so soothing about rushing water.
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Thank you, Glenn. 🙂
Yes, while still water can be calming, the life that’s in a current brings the feeling of being a part of it.
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I can sense you are fully present in this poem Ken. Lovely.
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Thank you, Linda. 🙂
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love nature, so soothing!
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Thanks!
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Birds and water…(K)
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What else! 😉
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Sure make me wish I were nearer a river …
Beautifully written.
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Thank you, Jazz.
I went paddling today. It started raining after I launched, but I had a plan. This stretch of river (only 60 feet across) has a rock overhang – six feet above the water – so I just relaxed there until it let up, then continued on.
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That sounds delightful … too hot here to go outside after early morning!
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A gorgeous poem, Ken.
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Thank you, Robbie. 🙂
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What is it about water that washes the worries away? “Water poetry”, Ken.
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Thank you, Lisa. I know it’s given me its fair share of inspiration.
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You are welcome, Ken. Same here 🙂
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Reblogged this on Sun in Gemini and commented:
From Ken at Rivrvlogr
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Thank you for sharing, Steve. 🙂
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Lovely, Ken. There’s nothing like a river for creating a feeling of calm.
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That is so true, Jane. Thank you.
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🙂
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Of course this–the river– would be your response. It is a lovely flow of words. I like the sound of it.
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😀 Thank you, Merril. Back in New York, I would sit on the bank of the Niagara and write. Sometimes it seemed like the words were whispered to me. I think it’s the light on the blue (most of the time) water. The Missouri just doesn’t do it for me. Still, paddling on the smaller, quiet streams gives me inspiration.
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Mindfulness at its best – birds, water and a soft breeze!
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Thanks!
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Reading this made me feel more at ease. Amazing!
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🙂 Thank you!
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Beautiful. I can picture it all.
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Thank you. I love it when a poem can do that.
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Me too. Welcome
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A wonderful and calm moment.
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Thank you, Grace. 🙂
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This is absolutely beautiful. It touched my soul somewhere deep inside. These images, I could touch them, see them, breathe them in.
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😀 Thank you.
The riverside is a beautiful place.
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I really love this as I love all the poetry that I have read of yours. Just so peaceful and it flows along with the water, giving us a feeling of comfort in body and spirit.
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Thank you, Anne.
The river will do that.
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So true. I remember seeing a statement about how a river will go around, over, under and sometimes through rocks in the way, but it will never turn back. I like that.
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I can feel the breeze and I can feel the peacefulness! Beautiful poem.
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Thank you, Eugenia.
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My pleasure.
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Your poem is so evocative and peaceful. I feel I am sitting there and in
no hurry to leave. Beautiful.
miriam
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Thank you, Miriam. It is, in fact, hard to leave.
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