Sunday, October 12, 2014

Magpie Tales 241: Peak Color




peak color


take your place beside 
forest fodder.  glory is a 
wind-song journey captured.

entities have season, purpose; 
resilience if not recourse.  
we count days.  we count.   

someone captures our image 
for posterity. we remember
as we forget.  don't be sad:  

color is progeny. you prevail.  


























Poem ©2014 Rick Burnett Baker 
Photo shared by Tess Kincaid. 

Monday, October 6, 2014

Letchworth Park, NY: An Afternoon Drive



It was a pleasant October day, today.  I took a drive to Letchworth State Park, NY.  It is Near Mt. Morris, NY less than an hour south of Rochester.  Here are a few select photos I took today.  Enjoy!










































Photos © 2014 Rick Burnett Baker

Sunday, October 5, 2014

Tonight Your Voice











your voice


tonight is not my muse.
music -  be silent.
leaves -  rustle tomorrow.
wind -  gather yourself.
rain -  fall silent.
daylight -  surrender: 

we're captive to
seasonal toil, 
its violent beauty.
our voices recall
staccato banter,
bundled in autumn.

I'll listen another night, 
when darkness stills 
and I am restless, too.  


Photo/Poem © 2014 Rick Burnett Baker 


Saturday, October 4, 2014

Love, The Fast Lane


speed dating



a strategic plan is antithesis 
               to first hellos. 

negotiate position.
               measure angles.  

edit emotions;  
               proof read.  

carry intellect to the 
               table. 

who will be first to 
               offer grace? 




















Photo/Poem © 2014 Rick Burnett Baker

Thursday, October 2, 2014

Old Friends and Crickets




old friends and crickets


old friends and crickets chirp 
of 'these days' and how quickly
dusk is falling. roses die
till they bud again: cycle,

recycle, soak revolving hours
in daylight and season. pack
away nonchalance. my neck
is chilled. I bundle up my collar.

evening measures distance
between memory and now.
do you notice the color of
the rose's fading hue?


Photo/Poem © 2014 Rick Burnett Baker 

Wednesday, October 1, 2014

1/2 A Bubble Off




the art of body politic 



if you measured with a level it was half a bubble off,
leaning left, like so many youth and old atheists do;
paintings must be straight to be pleasing to the eye.  

my reasoned hands grasp both left and right sides of the
frame and eyeball the position.  everyone eyeballs 
positions, perceptions dependent on tilt and angle. 

gallery light definition casts shadows downward.  
enlightenment must be in each scene's history.  focal
points are framed for reasons:  prayers to be answered.





















Photo/Poem © 2014 Rick Burnett Baker

Monday, September 22, 2014

Boiler Room


                               Click on image to embiggen:

















                                   9 to 5 at midnight


                                   voices are dancing 
                                   with incomplete darkness,
                                   waiting for the grind
                                   to complete itself.


Photo/Poem © 2014 Rick Burnett Baker