Sunday, September 27, 2015

Stunning Sunset #2

For the forth day in a row, 
clouds are painted with 
brushstrokes of sunlight.


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Stunning Sunsets

During the past several days, the sunsets here in Western New York have been stunningly colorful.  I did read that there was a volcano that erupted in Mexico on September 23rd, so perhaps some of that volcanic ash has contributed to the deep colors we're seeing this weekend.  

Here are a few of the various shots I've taken in the past three days around Rochester, NY. 

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Saturday, September 19, 2015



these are faces weathered
flawed anguished serene;

bright ideas between lines
of thought planted on eons;

we the spectators to life,
OBE-like as if in denial

of self, destroy as we create
barriers to our own salvation.

you are rainwater seeping
into your mind's evolution;

others are seasons unrelenting
in progressions of endeavor;

she is your mother weeping
at the gate of your release;

he is the father raging at
all he neglected to teach;

I am the impassioned one
selling my soul for reason.

Photo/Poem © 2015 Rick Burnett Baker 
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Friday, September 18, 2015



into the sky, into fire 
yet never will I travel
willingly to extinction: 

light surrounds all we 
see.  even darkness 
is but a silent shadow.

Photo/Poem © 2015 Rick Burnett Baker 
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Monday, September 7, 2015

Incarnations: One View


it's movement in the corner of my eye:
wind catching a tree in early morning 
darkness;  watching leaves rustle in 
a pre-storm gale outside the window 
in silence.  reflection is a reminder

that our origins, real and perceived, 
memorize all paths we consider with
trepidation.  past, present, and future
are siblings of incarnations we 
create with breadth, if not reason.

Photo/Poem © 2015 Rick Burnett Baker 
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Sunday, September 6, 2015

Ruminate. Again.


summer isn't 

abandoned, sultry 

is a dream not 

except in coded

of disconnect. I 

ripples of water 

desire. your 

of years and 

inconvenience these

of high and low


Poem © Rick Burnett Baker 
Photo © Rick Burnett Baker 
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