It is already well into 2013 and I am so behind in posting something new for you, my dear readers. So here are a couple of new poems and a photograph I just took. I have begun a photographic study of this road not too far from my home.
I am doing some black and white photographs as well getting ready for our big Jefferson County Photographers Show in May when I will have to have 8 silver black and white photographs ready.
I love working with film it is so exciting. You don’t have that immediate gratification that you have with digital,this is true, however, it makes one work harder really understanding how photography works.

Trough Rd, Jefferson County,WV
Here are a couple of the Black and white photographs our JCP show last fall.
THE DRIVE
I drive to the bank
the long way where the road
winds past the battlefield
at Antietam, the low stone walls,
walking off the lengths of lives lost.
The road straightens out,
the flat, gray macadam
shows shadows of the trees
slender in their winter bone
unmoved by turning tires
and here the angled lines of the heavy high tension
wires draw triangles
and oblongs slanted at the sides
all in the sunny afternoon
rolling up the road
no twitch or change in the shadows line
to say I had been there.
This second offering is a poem I wrote in a class with the wonderful poet and play write Grace Cavalieri.
Grace has a wonderful program based out of the Library of Congress in Washington, DC Called ” The Poet and the Poem.”
You can get to that site by going to the Library of Congress online and then to the audio podcasts for “The Poet and the Poem.”
WHAT DID YOU SEE, HEAR, ADMIRE… WANT TO SEE AGAIN
SEE
The clouds shaping and reshaping
against the robin’s egg blue sky
pushed before the storm
which later blew back out to sea
while we waited patiently on the shore
before we could get back into the water again.
WHAT DID YOU HEAR
The breaking waves some
shouts of folks calling their dogs
and their rhythmic clapping building and building, changing patterns
by a large family group on the sand next to me.
ADMIRE
The man fishing, standing in the water
casting and recasting with the heavy surf gear –
The subtle colors of the evening sky
over the ocean – pink, turquoise against a greying sky.
The young man running with his surfboard
and the dogs in the water
riding in on a wave in tandem
holding the thrown stick between the two of them
waiting for the wave, riding it in.
SEE AGAIN
What would you like to see again?
My dog swimming in the pond
after the stick I had thrown,
his face happy smiling, with that
wide dog smile.
MOST TENDER
The wind, the sweetness of it
salty too
Blowing steadily and gently
without shyness.
MOST WONDERFUL
Just being there at the beach
Two days just wonderful
Sand, waves, wind.
WHAT DID YOU THINK WAS HAPPENING?
The laughter of people
Seagulls calling and swooping,
waves singing through
bringing news from the deeper waters.
The falling of the light
as night draws up
And there behind all that
the stillness striding in
on great, wet feet.