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A Vastness

 

A Vast Land

Standing on a hill

The vastness of the land

Spreads before me

My lodging but a dot

On the large scale of things

A beam of light

From the setting sun

Caresses the sun burnt hills

I stand in awe

With the hills unfolding

Before my squinting eyes

The feel of the breeze

Freshening on my face

A cool welcome from

The heat of the day

A common experience

In the mountainous country

 

Far in the distance

On an open hillside

Movement can be spotted

It is the ganado cresting

A brown splotched rise

Herded home by trailing young boys

Mere dots in the fading light

 

 

It is also a sign

That I too must leave

To follow the winding trail

Down the sloping hill

Before darkness engulfs me

The trail takes a diagonal

Through a field of maize

The stalks standing forlorn

In the evening half light

A fence line appears ahead

The trail running parallel

The descent is quick

An adobe home appears

Soon lost in the dimness

 

The Rio Trentino materializes

Hopping from rock to rock

The shallow river is crossed

The road beckons ahead

A patch of red roof

Appears in the near distance

Nestled on a sloping hill

A place to rest

Ones weary legs

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El Chile, A Poem

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Off in the distant

The mountains stand tall

In the converging mist

The morning air cool

The sun not yet appeared

Dark shadows cover the highlands

It is the season to be dry

 

The Rio Trentino meanders

Through the lower valley

Arching boughs over the water

Of a near dry river bed

Mist rises from the river

To mingle with the smoke

Of the breakfast fires

From the brick and mud chozas

 

The sky becomes enlightened

The mountains and highlands

Ghostly in the moving mist

Open fields cover the hillsides

In shades of green and brown

Ganado appear on the exposed hills

Flights of Garza wing overhead

Gleaming snow white in the mist

To land among the Ganado

Feeding on stirred up insects

As the Ganado graze

 

The air is alive

With flights of parrots

Flocking to the soybean fields

For their morning feed

The air is warming

The sun rays filtering

Through the shadowy mist

To enlighten the highlands

With bands of light

 

Black Vultures take to the skies

To catch the air thermos

Warming in the morning air

Gliding high above the land

Searching for carrion

The throaty haunting cries

Of the Congo monkeys

Echoes upon the mountains

As they feed upon fruit and leaves

High in the tree branches

Along the Rio Trentino River

 

The mist is thinning

A sun lit El Chile emerges

From the swirling mist

Regal and graceful behind

The rolling sunlit hills

Billowing white clouds appear

A golden glow enshrines

The rugged mountain scene

A momentary spectacle

That is soon lost

The wind is increasing

Blowing from the north

A haze now appears

With the mist frittering away

Leaving a hazy scene

As the morning advances

In Slumber

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I lay down to slumber

Soon fast asleep

I drift off in dreams

Of an ancient forest

Nestled among rolling hills

The sunlit glades beckon

In the near distance

The sound of running water

Gurgling and bubbling

Of a small stream

Following its winding path

Through the old growth forest

Stepping stones allow passage

Through the shallow waters

Pools form at the stream bends

White lilies nod gracefully

In the quiet pools

The forest floor abounds

In splashes of color

Of the blooming wildflowers

A swallow tail butterfly

Alights on a flower

Moving on to another

The gentle beauty of lush ferns

Among the stately maples

Add a royal touch

Song birds flirt and dash

Among the changing shadows

The stirring of the leaves

By the gentle breeze

Brings a refreshing feeling

As the dream ends

Having awaken from slumber

Hills And Mountains

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I have the opportunity to Photograph mountain scenes in Nicaragua. We are completely surrounded by these mountains. I captured this scene above by using the clouds and the slope of the mountain. The individual trees emphasize the tremendous distance and size of these mountain slopes.

I do not have much time to get into any great deal  as I am sitting in an internet cafe. So until next time happy trails from Nicaragua.

el Chile

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I am visiting friends in the mountains of Nicaragua. The days are hot with cool nights here. This part of the country at the moment is very windy. I am near San Ramon. After a month of waiting everything fell into place yesterday and I captured the above scene. Reminds me of the Old Masters paintings of years ago The mountain in background is known as el Chile. All around me there is tremendous depth. As you look at this photo it has a high degree of mood, depth and lighting. So until next time happy trails.