A Poet On The Phone With Heart In Farm

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There are time for words and time for images.  There is a time for silence and time for time.  Or something like that.  Fall is a season or a choice of words that recall my time on the farm, or the ranch as it was well known to those in Barrington.  In the mean time I post this from my dear friend, and as ever be well

PAINTING STUDIO In A Space Between The Words Silence Is Spoken by Stephen Craig Rowe

 

September roses yawn after August heat and pale flowers wilt with light sifted through silver clouds.

Bright as salvation in the early fall.  Cool as a quiet twilight gloaming and silent between the words where poetry is spoken.

There the quality is grace of experience and given.  As ever be well,  Stephen Craig  Rowe

Full Moon Of August by Stephen Craig Rowe

With one hand in the earth and one hand in the sky

Sleep does not come easy in light of the August moon.

Dreams wrap around a breeze, flapping window shades all night long, in and out of tossing and turning a glow of silver blue in and through the clouds.  With one hand in the sky soar

As stars rain in the garden.

In light of the August moon.

As ever be well.  Stephen Craig Rowe

Sand, Stone, Stars, Sun And My Son Half A World Away

Photos by Adam Rowe.  Text by Stephen Craig Rowe

     Half a world away my son is serving with a Special Forces Unit somewhere in Afghanistan.   Adam posted some photographs on Facebook and gave permission for me to share a few of them here.   He and some of his unit were recently on ten day convoy.  During that time there was no communication home or posting on the internet.  I was very glad to learn that Adam and all of those with him on the convoy returned to base safe.

Exploding roads, temps averaging around 110 or so and sleeping in the open under the stars is not a vacation.  For the soldiers it is a vocation.  It is a job they have chosen to do and they do it well. 

Maybe Congress should take their vacation in Afghanistan, or better yet get back to work and serve the United States Of America.

If you can read thoughts, there are no need for words.

Half a world away it is as though there are no need for words.  I see it in your eyes my son, and know that you know.  Be safe and as ever be well.

Summer Rain On The Ridge by Stephen Craig Rowe

     Last evening there was a soft summer rain with a little bump and flash.  From the porch rolling clouds were reflected in shimmering streets that seemed to sigh and steam mists that swirled on the ridge through the trees, into the woods and for a bit refresh brown lawns, sad gardens, poets, painters and roses.

    Today the rains left sauna damp memory and warm winds perhaps preceding cool breeze and signs of life.  The sunflower bowed her head as I walked by, there was no other on the dry parched streets walking in the damp of day drawn to be out and about.  As ever be well.  Stephen Craig Rowe

PAINTING STUDIO Stars And Sand A Poem In Time By Stephen Craig Rowe

     Stars rain and shine in grains of sand.  Take to the wind and flower as seas sweep the sands within and without tides that ever flow under diamond skies.   Wild dogs crack the silence with mad howling foam touching all of the seas and shores.  Freight trains rumble as steel wheels spark dark flashes in the valley of tears and stars rain to shine in grains of sand.  Pale strong fingers scratch the screen window rather like a moth fluttering for light, or away, from light.  A moon lit outline on the sand in silence.  Holding on as ever one may hold on to the light in the heat and chill of night while stars rain and shine in grains of sand. 

As ever be well,  Stephen Craig Rowe

PAINTING STUDIO 4th Of July Weekend 2011 by Stephen Craig Rowe

 

 

 

     The holiday weekend is a time for family, friends, cooking out, parades and celebrating the birth of The United States Of America.  It is also  Canada Day weekend for our northern neighbors and allies.  My part of the mid west is hot, humid, without a breeze and thought I was about to melt while on my walk today.  Will be sure to partake of liquid refreshment over the weekend and on Monday night may climb the ridge to watch fireworks over the river. 

     I thank my son and those he serves with at the Special Forces forward operating base in Afghanistan for their service.   Also thank all who serve here and overseas in the military as well as all first responders and those who serve.  Wish you all a good, safe, meaningful and Happy 4th Of July and Canada Day Weekend.   Now off to find some of that liquid refreshment.  As ever be well,  Stephen Craig Rowe