Sunshine in my mind


Dark clouds and thunder strike

Unfaithful heart bringing strife

Lightning strikes in the dark

Inner journey to light starts

Burned and charred forests landscape black

The creation of divine works of art

The trees stripped bare, the leaves gone yet to return

The surges of the tidal roar, the sands to and fro move

Inner change the beginning anew as for spring the soul yearns

The wind and rain the dirt and sand the water the life of earth and man

Inside the one that you are is a connection from near and far

The drink we all share and benefit from is inside of one

Flowers and food for all, the creatures of the forest the fish in the sea

The gardens and the horses the animals wild and untamed

When inside our minds the light shines we commune with the divine

A thought shared through self expression and art a positive way to freely express ones creative energy and share a smile and some of my heart. I am grateful for your time and presence shared. I hope we can all share a smile and some love making our world a better place for all we share it with. Please be the change positive it starts within and brings goodness out.

A light poem just for a smile… Mcdade Trail


The trail lightly traveled weeds growing in the middle of the ruts dropping quickly to the riverbed below. Enchanted trees, of majestic height, from an ancient time reaching out their arms seeming to swallow the, golden light. Flowers small and fragile, beautiful and sweet, with the grass and moss the heads of rocks surround.

Emerald, forest, dark and light abound the shades of green like laurel everywhere were found. As the purples and the yellows, reds and blues all the colors of the spectrum Mother Nature used. Around and up the hill amazement with the field ahead, gold and green and tall it’s stalks like a fortress protecting a treasure deep within.

Gentle winds singing with the birds in the trees, the frogs and katydids and small critters chiming in providing harmony. The rivers commanding presence the background as the symphonic song of nature plays its song of togetherness a classical we all know. The song that calms the savage beast and refreshes the heart of all the song you hear with reverence and listening to your heart.

My heart it feels much better now that I walked my favorite trail, if only a memory a vision sweeps my mind of a much happier place and time. I owe a debt of thanks for the beauty and the treasure both then and now. Thank you Mather Nature for your treasure chest, the world that surrounds us is the very best.

Thanks for the smile, Thank you for allowing me to share some thoughts. As a form of expression I am going out of my box and trying something new hope you enjoy and please comment if you are so moved… or want to help me out with a pointer or a smile that is cool too. Please share a smile and some love making our world a better place for all that share it with us. A spacial thanks today to Mother Nature!

I decided that I should help…


As I drank my morning cup of coffee and read my daily E mail assortment I was inspired to help “Woodsy “spread the word. “Stop being dirty birds”. It is very sad to me when I see man made debris thrown on the ground with disregard and disrespect of the land and all who live on it. The individuals that do this sort of thing also disrespect themselves.

I stopped littering as a young child, I actually don’t recall littering. I suppose that growing up in the time that I did, as well as the time I have spent enjoying the many beautiful places I have been it would have been a sin if I had. I have passed that on to many young people in my life and have instilled it in my children since they were born. Don’t litter!

When I go camping, hiking, fishing, walking I try no not try, I leave the area cleaner than when I came. My children and their friends as well as nephews and nieces and their friends that have camped with me over the years that my rule is leave it cleaner than you found it. When finished camping after all the equipment is packed away in the cars. I get the group together and form a line. Then we do a “police call” the term I learned as well as the technique in my days of service in the U.S. Army. The line moves forward picking up all the items in ones path that “God didn’t put there” as my Drill Sargent used to say. I prefer to say that if it didn’t grow there or is made by man pick it up. It’s amazing the effect this has on the youngsters and the adults as well as nature.

One of my favorite places to walk and enjoy a nice afternoon in nature is in the Delaware Water Gap National Park located in northern Pennsylvania. It is one of the most beautiful places I have had the privilege to experience. The Delaware River runs right through the Park separating the Park in two halves one side in New Jersey and one in Pennsylvania. The National bird the Bald Eagle lives and fishes there, as well as black bears and many other species of wild life. In the spring the Tiger Lilly’s and Raspberry’s bloom their flowers matched by the leaves on the trees turning everything green.

Monday through Friday the park is quiet and relatively clean maintained by the U.S. Park Service. Saturdays and Sundays however the park is inhabited by hundreds of City dwellers seeking the refuge of the great outdoors. Most at the particular place I frequent are of Hispanic descent. The local people use the McDade Trail for escape, excersise, to observe the wild life, and the foilage. There are dozens of types of ferns, wild berries, trees, birds,” hills and dales”, meadows, and forest. The weekend visitors however come with no consideration or respect for the beauty that they are privileged to experience. Trash, noise, Vandalism, lack of consideration for the other people using the park. I come to the park for the quiet and tranquil feeling that I get in Nature, to escape the sounds and garbage of the cities.

If we all take a moment when we are in the natural settings our parks and our natural habitats to stop and pick up a piece of trash or two. We will still have Parks and trails for future generations and enjoy them more now. Noise pollution in the parks is almost as bad as garbage, driving off the wildlife and those that wish to enjoy nature in peace and harmony. It’s alright to be loud in the right time and place not however at a picnic area with ten tables and your racket, music, cursing noisy children and adults making it difficult to hear the people sitting next to you ten tables away. Please be considerate and don’t pollute.

Helping Woodsy spread the word ” Give a hoot don’t pollute I am helping Woodsy spread the word don’t be a Dirty Bird”. Thanks for stopping by and allowing me to share some thoughts.