Silently breathing,
barely moving, I still spook
the great blue heron.
Tag Archives: Chickamauga Creek
Diamonds in the Trees: ImproVerse Rhyming Poem
Friends were complaining after a major ice storm in the Chattanooga Metro area (Catoosa County, NW Georgia). With lows around 6 degrees above zero, it WAS cold! As the sun came up, it showed something magical: Diamonds in the Trees. I walked through the woods and out into the wildflower field at Spirit Tree Farms, where goldenrods, pokeweed, late bonneset, blackberries, grasses, and other native plants joined with honey locusts, hickory and oak trees, and more, to show off a collection of sparkling jewels unmatched at any jewelry store. I riffed these iambic lines in a video, trying to stiffle my crying. Thanks to HomeGrownNationalPark.org for the inspiration, and to Heavenly Father and His Son Jesus for the Creation.
Lost In My Own Field: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku Video
It’s strange to feel so/
completely lost, deep in the/
midst of your own field.
First Paddle Up The Chickamauga In My New Kayak: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament
My first kayak trip./
My phone breaks. No photos. Just/
like Lewis and Clark.