First Day of Summer Special Edition
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Nature Fan.
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Rose Garden Agape
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Welcome to, Salutations from, Obi Wan Can'obie Layke Park Google Blog,
an online magazine published weekly, tackling the hard hitting current events,
sharing photos of sunshine and lollipops and...
a First Day of Summer Special Edition
Juneteenth 2024
Beaver Brook Papers
Stream of Consciousness Poet's Holiday Trip
(30/30 Poetry Challenge Bonus Tracks)
32/30
Landscaper mowers
roar fades into woods distance
Cow Lane goes down hill
forest thick and green
aviary chirps loudly
territorial
take untaken path
Bouchard Bridge over wetland
new experience
fallen Maple trans to bench
Mother Nature's free rest stop
fresh air and water
insects, flies, mosquitoes buzz
sweat drips down forearms
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33/30
Heat, humidity
midweek nash-null holly-day
some people have off
solo green space hike
to write, long time overdue
woods meditation
old farm access roads
rolling fields, orchards, pastures
overgrown wild
saplings, fungi, fallen leaves
life, death, regeneration
ev'thing turn-turn-turn
all of creation starts here
This is House of God
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33/30
Sitting quietly
listen to natures soundtrack
on top of silence
Simon, Kerouac,
contemplate Sound of Silence
unseen airplanes roar
disrupts silent sounds
flies off to unknown airport
travelers depart
green canopy shades rest stop
mosquito explores wrist flesh
"Time to walk," Butt sez
"forward shaded trail beckons,
silent sounds await."
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34/30
Beaver Brook Bridge out
cross beams are all that remain
could cross over...don't
retrace steps to fork
Bridge to Cow Lane unplanned trip
flies infest Bouchard
at other side, swat
horseflies buzz at right earlobe
knock specs into swamp
watch lenses sink in water
well, at least know where they are
can see enough to
motor home back to Think Tank
Thank God, spares at home
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35/30
Everything's blurred
empty canteen, full replaced
write without glasses
Pumpkin A/C cranks
ruminate on return hike
mind health, stop, snap pix
passed three other folks
woman walks dog, man strolls, and
one crazy jogger
may not be enough today
pace myself through blooms
white, purple, yellow, pink, green,
parking lot in sight
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36/30
lush ferns, small blossoms
accent shadow ground cover
dead fall and boulder
weed flower islands
shimmer in field grass ocean
avian condo
meadow luxury
easy access, close to food,
conservation land
purple flowers, wild grass
invasive vine prowling
natural landscapes
blend into farmhouse gardens
forest kept at bay
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37/30
Pumpkin Lunar Land Shuttle
on autopilot
84 degrees
when took off for Beaver Brook
watched temp digits rise
arrival at trails
closing in on low 90's
humid with slight breeze
shaded lanes, trails, paths, and streams
at bridge crossing...not so much
'98 degrees'
bank sign states big 'nuff to see
Praise God for A/C
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38/30
Eastman Meadow Trail
at foot pine-sign-post small door
patio, seashell trim
name of resident
MAR, in shade of forest green
door askew, rehang
nickel offering
under portal, leave as is
someone else's tithe
repositioning entry
respect for Fey, Tithe enough
Elf, Gnome, or Fairey
Brownies protecting woodland
anonymous art...?
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39/30
Pumpkin Lunar Land Shuttle
safe in landing bay
secure portal lock
Security Officer
Sicilian Boots
long enough to check moonling
returns to duties
shower decontaminates
chef presents cheese burger lunch
upload digi'pix
re-hydrate, eat meat and chips
I feel much better!
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40/30
Think Tank A/C's on
up-down stairs, fans move air 'round
Poet's Garret cool
at 80 degrees
old school thermometers show
av'rage at 80
not exactly cold
comfy if hang out nakey
or in bathing suit
review pix, pieces, write more
as photographs speak to me
natural beauty
overtakes mans intrusion
all earth needs is...Time
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41/30
Disturb, garter snakes
who slither, squirrels scamper,
groundhog waddles off
sparrows, chickadees
whippoorwills, robins, blue jays
woodpeckers chatter
unseen feathered friends
roost in canopy's branches
Utopian woods
critters splash into river
imagine crocodiles
water lilies dot
yellow bud morning sun bursts
green accentuates
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42/30 Montage
landscaper mowers
mid-week nash-null holly-day
on top of silence
retrace steps to fork
ruminate on return hike
avian condo
arrival at trails
under portal, leave as is
returns to duties
review pix, pieces, write more
imagine crocodiles...
Lord has made this day
I will rejoice and be glad
Thank God for Blessings!
Hosanna - Hallelujah - Amen
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Bonus Footage on Photo-Stick
43/30 The Space Between
Retired Soldier
worn from wars casualties
trades Rank for Monk-hood;
ministers through land
green thumb, animal friendly
faith gardens blossom;
free refreshing baths
cornucopia of food
without conditions;
God feeds sparrows and pigeons
via their urban neighbors
All Are Welcome at
sunlit open air cafe,
Saint Anthony's Feast..
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Parting Shot
The Rewards of Taking the Path Untaken
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Thank you, Thank you, Thank you very much,
the, previous eyeglasses, selfie
Your own, personal, Master 'o' da Farce,
Obi Wan Can'obie Layke Park
Obi Wan Can'obie Layke Park
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Dionysus offering Brother Coyote a chalice of Farm Fresh Milk;
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"We are the World!
We are your Neighbors!
We are under banners unfurled
under guns, bombs and sabers!
We are Praying for release,
from puppet master in lofty manse
in solidarity we ecstatically rese,
all we are saying, is...give Peace a chance...
all we are saying, is...give Peace a chance...
all we are saying, is...give Peace a chance...
give Peace a chance...
please.
Prayer of St. Francis
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace:
where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
where there is sadness, joy.
O divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console,
to be understood as to understand,
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive,
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace:
where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
where there is sadness, joy.
O divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console,
to be understood as to understand,
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive,
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
Amen.
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Salutations From Obi Wan Can'obi Layke Pahrk
since January 7, 2021
just a toddler in blog years.
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Love this! I feel like I experienced it myself, minus the bugs and sweat! Sorry about your glasses!
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