Monday, April 17, 2017

Quest For Serenity


While sunset spills awesome wonder
‘Cross calm expanse of bounding main,
Once emerald waves upon briny deep
Come to be joyful, amber ripples of Light
In search of portals within human hearts
And harried souls on quests for serenity. 


© Ilija Lukić 2017 

Sunday, April 2, 2017

Divine Grace


Aye, mankind holds dear vernal essence,
While Mother Earth abounds with renewal,
When river wild breaks faith with ice floes
And in a rush of nostalgia proclaims spring.

Winter’s gone, oh happy day, winter’s gone,
Creation rejoices in God's bountiful embrace,
Swift river lends hand in shouts of adoration
With hallelujah chorus, awash in divine grace.

© Ilija Lukić 2017

Hallelujah Chorus
(Lower Haw River Natural Area near Old Bynum village in North Carolina USA)


Vernal Essence
(Lower Haw River Natural Area hiking trail follows the river bank near Old Bynum village in North Carolina USA)


Monday, March 27, 2017

The Cowboy Life


I often reminisce about trail rides and chasing cattle with my cowboy friends Tony and Randy. The New Mexico shortgrass prairie, shin oak and sage-covered sand hills southeast of Clovis are favored range lands and stomping grounds. In mind’s eye, as countless times before, I venture into the boundless “Staked Plain” of New Mexico. Every minute is a lifetime of adventure. Their knowledge of cattle and horsemanship, cowboy humor, wit and above all patience give this greenhorn a glimpse into a way of life forgotten by many and experienced by few. (I dedicate this poem to my friends.)


Rain scarcely falls but wind does blow.

Dust time and again shrouds azure skies.

Cowboys roam the wilds of New Mexico,

Where cattle bawl and the hawk still flies.


Roll out of bed, stumble, it’s o’dark thirty;

Find gloves, don’t forget hat hung on rack;

Grab spurs, slide into boots worn and dirty,

Then make tracks in pickup, dogs in the back.


Saddle up Trouble at first blush of dawn.

The stallion joins Melon Head a red mule

And two weathered cowpokes ‘bout to have fun

With a wide-eyed greenhorn, handled old school.


Smell the sage, roust antelope and deer;

Ride fence down draw and over sand hill;

Round up heifers and chase ornery steer

And get ‘em to water ‘neath lone windmill.


Border Collies work, keep dogeys in line;

Chutes, gates, needles, branding iron smoke;

Count, tag, check heifers and due dates divine,

While bulls hightail it as steers after knife stroke.


Setting sun paints the western horizon red;

Band of coyotes sings ballads to the moon;

Greenhorn can’t wait to crawl into camp bed,

But starlight surrenders to dawn too soon.


Snow seldom falls, but when Blue Northers blow

They unleash snow squalls from angry skies,

Which on the High Plains of New Mexico

Feeds cowboy-life lore and tall tales likewise.


© Ilija Lukić 2022 (original version written in March 2017)



The Cowboy Life
(Sand Hills Lookout south of Clovis, New Mexico USA)

Thursday, March 23, 2017

Between Eternities


Lend ear and heart travelers between eternities.
Liberate your spirit from the bondage of routine,
Make time for vast prairies under azure canopies,
Let plainsong sway your heart to brim with poetry
And whispers on the wind inspire introspection.

Take heart in quests for awe-inspiring wonders.
Muse ‘bout what may be on far sides of horizons,
Bring to bear free will in pilgrimage with Providence
And look back on sunset blazes as welcome interludes.
Surely, they are God’s glorious symphonies of Light.

© Ilija Lukić 2017

Echoes Of Drought
(Bison range at Ned Hook Park near Clovis, New Mexico USA)

Monday, March 20, 2017

Last Dance


Close of day clings to clouds in eastern skies.
The silent rapture begs restraint of fated night,
Till last dance of light sets cloud billows afire
And eventide embraces the gentle veil of dark.

© Ilija Lukić 2017

Last Dance
(Cobble Ridge in Pittsboro NC)

Friday, March 10, 2017

Ebenezer Church


This year early spring is a ride on a temperature roller coaster. Today blue skies and a 75-degree day call for an afternoon of exploring our neck of North Carolina. Along Beaver Creek Road just east of Jordan Lake mid-way between our home in Pittsboro and Apex NC I pause at Ebenezer Church. The church dates to the American Civil War era. I take a moment to reflect on its history.

Bathed in warm spring sunlight its tranquil grounds and adjacent cemetery belie upheaval the congregation endured, as they relocated this house of God and graves to the present site some forty years ago. The move accommodated the flooding of nearby New Hope Valley to create Jordan Lake.

I spend several more hours exploring the eastern shore of Jordan Lake and basking in sunlit clearings of pine woodlands painted by sprays of redbud and delicate early spring greenery. It's hard to imagine throngs of Old Man Winter's minions wreaking havoc once more. Yet Punxsutawney Phil did see his shadow five weeks ago. Snow and temperatures in the 20s are on the way.

© Ilija Lukić 2017


Ebenezer United Methodist Church
(Beaver Creek Road near Apex NC at Poplar Point of Jordan Lake Park)

Portal Of Hope

Rock Of Help


Divine Disclosure

Thursday, January 12, 2017

Wintry Breath


Quietude reigns over cold banks of river wild.
Raven on the wing squawks pearls of wisdom;
Leaves insightful jewels upon tapestries of life.
Wintry breath drifts on river of time without end.


© Ilija Lukić 2017

Autumn Echoes
(Haw River near Bynum NC)

Wintry Breath

Saturday, December 24, 2016

Christmas Eve Afternoon - 2016


’Tis afternoon ere Christmas Eve
And nary a snowflake to be found.
Undeterred, St Nick will spread joy
This very night on appointed round.

Lend ear to yuletide stories of olde,
Let festive chorus your heart delight,
Allow peace to reign, lo and behold,
Tidings of hope abound, o holy night.


© Ilija Lukić 2016

Saturday, November 26, 2016

Eternal Truths


Vivid hallelujahs echo in crisp airs
Eternal truths dance in fields of light
Reverie endures on wooded trails


© Ilija Lukić 2016

Autumn Hallelujah
(Old Rock Spring Baptist Church in Pittsboro NC USA)

Friday, September 30, 2016

Autumn Rush


A brief mid-afternoon respite from rain showers finds me on the banks of the Haw. Two days of downpours fill the river channel. The tawny waters strain banks and threaten breaches. The calm between storms is short-lived. Soon thunder echoes across the riparian ecosystem and ominous clouds move in. First rain drops splatter on autumn foliage in complementary rhythms to the rush of river waters. I retreat to shelter in my horseless carriage minutes before the skies unleash a deluge. 


© Ilija Lukić 2016

Autumn Rush


September Farewell


Thursday, September 22, 2016

Autumn Song


While spring abides faint remembrance
And summer greenery fades cheerfully,
Autumn song bears cornucopia of hope
In furtherance of spirit for winter slumber.

 © Ilija Lukić 2016


Autumn Song
(Haw River near Bynum, North Carolina)
Haw River Lullaby


Friday, September 9, 2016

Awesome Wonder


Rapt, I cast eyes upon celestial sphere,
Fine cricket song fills late-summer night,
Half Moon hangs akin bright chandelier
Even as city lights pale canopy of starlight.

My heart celebrates in awesome wonder
And my soul soars in reverent adoration.
The universe resounds with starlit praise
Oh, my Lord God, how great Thou art!


© Ilija Lukić 2016
Celestial Sphere

Sunday, August 21, 2016

Wild At Heart


A modest blush adorns her weary face
Her timid mood belies once youthful vigor
Her essence longs for life of faster pace
Her heart craves dances worthy of wild river

© Ilija Lukić 2016


Wild At Heart
(Haw River in late summer north of Pittsboro, North Carolina)


Wednesday, August 17, 2016

Butterfly Kisses


Oh, renown aerialist alight in peace
Near the end of your summer journey,
Your carefree days of delightful dance
And butterfly kisses on wild rose briar,
Where amid wood and flowered meadow
You give time without end new meaning,
Find seventh heaven in ambrosia flows
And abide your destiny on the circle of life
As enduring paladin of flowers far and wide
Devoted to beauty under celestial sphere.


© Ilija Lukić 2016

Butterfly Kisses
(Eastern Tiger Swallowtail)


Friday, August 12, 2016

Sons Of Perseus


One hour past midnight I'm out and about woodland environs on a steamy Carolina night. I pursue the sons of Perseus who rivet mortal attention to their annual August escapades across starlit skies above the Piedmont Plateau. Lend ear and let your imagination soar.

Tree frogs chirp love songs
Sultry airs envelop witching hours
Perseids shower the Milky Way


© Ilija Lukić 2016

Wednesday, August 3, 2016

Roads Of Old To Santa Fe


When sun-drenched prairie
denies moments of respite
And cactus candelabras
Bode grim trails ahead,
Find repose in scant shade
Which loiters under chollas,
Those paragons of solitude
And winsome mile markers,
On roads of old to Santa Fe.


© Ilija Lukić 2016

Llano Shade Trees
(Rockin' R Ranch near Broadview NM)

Monday, August 1, 2016

River Dance

A train of thunderstorms barreled across Chatham County last night. The torrential rains are a good start to drought relief. Today sultry Carolina summer days continue. More rain is in the forecast. Just before sundown I stop at the Old Bynum Bridge just north of our neighborhood. Muddy waters dance joyously below the aging concrete span. The lively mood of the rain-swollen Haw River belies the stifling humidity which typifies dog days of summer. I long to shake summer lethargy on purposeful strolls in cool autumn evenings.

© Ilija Lukić 2016


River Dance

Sunday, July 31, 2016

Sissipawhaw Memories


Prior to settlement of the Carolinas by Europeans, native cultures fished, hunted and farmed in this area for more than 10,000 years. A man-made lake now fills some of their realm in the lower New Hope Valley. On this cloudy winter afternoon elegant reflections of clouds across lake waters lift my winter-weary spirits and conjure mindful deference to their story. The memory of one such tribe lost to history lingers on the winds moving across the rolling hills, tawny rivers and dense woodlands of their ancient homeland. I lend ear to their hushed whispers—Sissipawhaw.

© Ilija Lukić 2016
Sissipawhaw Memories


Friday, July 29, 2016

Gild The Lily


Summertide sizzles
Sultry affections hold sway
Butterfly gilds the lily

© Ilija Lukić 2016
Gild The Lily

Midsummer Daydreams


Wednesday, July 20, 2016

God's Whispers


Hear God’s whispers
Borne on primordial
Songs of the universe
Until spilled as rain
Into parched tablelands
And sky lake reflections
Of His sublime grace.

© Ilija Lukić 2016


Sky Lake
(Cooper on the Llano Estacado east of Clovis, New Mexico USA)