Poem: 4:53 Sunrise in Surry

Here is poem #2 of a 3 poem series from my grad school residency trip to Surry, Maine.

4:53 Sunrise in Surry

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Every morning my body woke me

At 4:50 am

Same time.

Every day.

My body was waking me on purpose

It knew I had never seen the sunrise

That I really wanted this experience

But I did not know what time it was at

With some prying

I discovered my body was already aware

4:53 sunrise in Surry

It was time to witness

The beautiful reflection of the sun

Coming up

And making an impression on the clouds and me

Alone, by the ocean

As I walked through the forest path

That led to the shore

I was apprehensive of my solitude

But when I arrived, I saw the horizon

The gradual lightening of the sky

The sun was blocked from my view

From the tallest, greenest trees

Yet that did not matter to me

I still saw the pink, purple and orange

Wisps of sky

The clouds reflected the colors back at me

When I looked down into the water

On the rocky shore

This mirror effect was telling me:

You were meant to be here, right now

In the quiet, calm, beautiful world

Something

You never allow yourself to have

And you deserve it.

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The return of my poetry (and myself!)

Hey! So I know I promised I would eventually write three more poems to complete the 30 poem series that was part of NaPoWriMo.

I finally have three more poems!

They were inspired by my residency trip to Surry, Maine for my graduate program at the Institute for Humane Education.

Additionally, I have a mixed media painting inspired by my time there too!

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Here is one of the three poems (I will be posting the other two later)

The Journey to Maine and Back

The clouds looked more beautiful–

The contrast of blue and white, more pronounced

The Earth looked rounder

The  stars shone brighter

The fireflies were more numerous, reflecting the stars

The ocean was rockier

The forests greener

A field of wildflowers, the first I ever walked through

The sun rose earlier than I imagined

Yet I awoke every morning just in time

And I stayed awake to the beauty of nature

As I drove myself back home

Now the clouds here look just as beautiful

And the Earth as round

I may not always see the stars, but I know they are there

Sometimes if I look close enough I may see a firefly

Bringing the stars back down to my level

The oceans are more sandy

The forests are more lush

Though I’m in a different environment

There is just as much beauty to be found

And I must stay awake to it!

NaPoWriMo Day 26: Exploiting Water Haiku

Exploiting Water

Water is taken

In severe drought conditions

By corporations

I wasn’t sure if this poem would remain a haiku at first. I kept adding to it but then I thought I was over explaining the issue, or it just wasn’t that poetic. I had a hard time articulating the issue. But I think it is messed up that bottled water companies are taking water from communities that need to limit their tap water usage while they make a huge profit over bottling and using what little water is left for their products. We need to be okay with drinking more tap water and stop buying bottled water. The tap water is more regulated, more regularly tested, and more protected than bottled water, believe it or not. And bottled water comes from the same source as the tap most of the time! And then put into plastic containers that leech harmful chemicals when they sit too long. Don’t believe the hype that the bottled water companies try to sell you. If your local water source has problems or doesn’t taste good, it is worth fighting to improve. If we all switch to having to buy our water, or drinking more liquids that aren’t water (like soda, juice, etc), we will pay a big price for it (health wise, financially, etc). 

NaPoWriMo Day 25: Stream of Conscious

Hi! Yesterday in my environmental ethics course, we had to give presentations for our course capstone via video conference. One of my classmates shared some really inspiring poetry and she had us write stream of conscious poetry for 3 minutes and then share what we wrote on the topic of being a source of light (or something to that effect, I’m forgetting now). Today I decided to do the same thing, instead with the topic of “Environment.” To my surprise this actually brought up some further thoughts about lightness (and darkness). Here is what I came up with:

Environment

(Stream of conscious poetry)

The earth

Nature

We have to protect it

Turning round and round

Changing every day

Global warming

Climate change

Oceans boiling

Air temperatures rising

CO2 emissions

Smog

Animals are dying out

Will we?

Why do humans think

We’re in control

We are not perfect

Just because we’re intelligent

It does not mean we have all the answers

We are in the darkness sometimes

Feeling around in it

Can we find the light?

What if we can’t?

NaPoWriMo Day 22: Earth Day

Earth Day

Doing your shoreline cleanups

Planting trees

Flowers

Making a park look pretty

Once a year or so

Is not enough

The earth needs your help every single day

What would happen

If we all vowed to do more

To protect our planet

You can pick anything

From changing a small habit

And acting on it daily

To pitching in on a bigger cause

Educating and raising awareness

Speaking out

Defending all creatures

So our planet will still be beautiful

When we are no longer here