Tuesday, February 26, 2019
Wednesday, February 6, 2019
Elephant Butte Sunset
A week ago arctic breath keeps denizens of the Piedmont Plateau here in North Carolina huddled near hearth fires. Today a fifty degree temperature hike seems to vindicate Punxsutawney Phil’s prediction of an early spring. The balmy early-February weather reaches into mind’s eye and looses memories of a sunset at Elephant Butte in the Navajo Valley of the Rocks, more commonly known as Monument Valley.
© Ilija Lukić 2019
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| Elephant Butte Sunset (Photo-Impressionism) |
Wednesday, January 30, 2019
Serendipitous Perfection
Chaos is the lifeblood of creativity.
Do not fear its assault on senses.
Appreciate its kaleidoscope of disarray
For it lays bare the essence of the universe.
Embrace chaos as a tool of spirituality.
Uncover harmony veiled in its aftermath.
In temporal things felt, seen or perceived,
Let upheaval heighten clarity of purpose.
Befriend chaos it inspires contemplation,
Which brings to light keen readings of reality.
Then, with weighty prose or artful imagery
Harness its power in moments of perfection.
© Ilija Lukić 2019
Do not fear its assault on senses.
Appreciate its kaleidoscope of disarray
For it lays bare the essence of the universe.
Embrace chaos as a tool of spirituality.
Uncover harmony veiled in its aftermath.
In temporal things felt, seen or perceived,
Let upheaval heighten clarity of purpose.
Befriend chaos it inspires contemplation,
Which brings to light keen readings of reality.
Then, with weighty prose or artful imagery
Harness its power in moments of perfection.
© Ilija Lukić 2019
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| Felicitous Kiss A well-chosen spot for an affectionate expression of love. The kiss briefly suspends ravages of time and weather on the Old Highway 15 concrete span across the Haw River near Bynum NC |
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| Sissipawhaw River Serpent Oral traditions of people once indigenous to North Carolina woodlands cherish legends of Uktena, a dragon-like horned serpent. |
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| Auspicious Moonrise Ripped from its mundane, albeit functional existence during the tumult of floodwaters wrought by Hurricane Florence, this culvert is an artful reminder of triumph over chaos. |
Monday, January 21, 2019
Lunar Eclipse
At midnight on January 21, 2019, the awaited lunar eclipse adds an aura of mystery and awesome wonder to starlit skies over Pittsboro NC. Roughly fifty minutes after Earth's shadow veils the Moon's brilliant countenance a peripheral crescent of light signals rebirth of the heavenly body. Night air in the mid-twenties cuts short enjoyment of primeval moods. Later tonight arctic airs in the teens will slide chill factors into single digits.
Sunday, December 9, 2018
What A Difference A Day Makes
Pinking skies augur change
White down indulges nature’s whim
Mortal coil quests balance
Sunday, December 2, 2018
November Cantata
Mind yearns for patience
Heart discovers nature’s music
Life’s dance begins anew
Friday, November 30, 2018
Woodland Watcher
It's a crisp late-autumn afternoon. I make time for a stroll in Haw River woodlands near Bynum, North Carolina. Summer bird chatter is a distant memory. Except for my footfalls across thick carpets of fallen leaves, the mood is an eerie silence. I pause to adjust my camera neck strap. Within seconds the silence reaches into the primordial pool of my essence and raises an alarm born of ancient memories. Fine hairs on the back of my neck bristle. I sense a presence. Is it animal or woodland spirit? I ready my camera and turn slowly. Sunlight filtering through bare tree canopies distorts perceptions of reality. My heart races as I fix my gaze on what appear to be two eyes in a mass of pine straw deposited by recent wind storms on low hanging tree branches. I snap a photo.
© Ilija Lukić 2018
Woodland Watcher
(Photo impressionism)
Thursday, November 29, 2018
Primordial Purity
Sunlight gives essence born of primordial mud
A way to leave earthly attachments and desires
Cloaked as fleeting shadows on bright lotus bud.
Thusly mind, body and soul transcend life’s mires.
Saturday, November 24, 2018
Abiding Remembrance
Late-November mists and rain dampen thoughts of outdoor activities and gently silence last songs of autumn. Sheltered from the chilled ambience which envelops city neighborhoods and woodlands, heart and soul reach out to mind’s eye. The conversation turns to remembrance of family values, artistic exploits, cultural diversity and spiritual journeys.
Sunday, November 18, 2018
Thanksgiving In The Air
At dusk our town kicks off the 2018 holiday season with music, dance, food and lighting of the community Christmas tree at the historic Chatham County Court House. To the delight of children Santa stops by on his way to the North Pole. When Santa puts light to the tree, collective shouts of delight fill the crisp breath of night. Merchants along the main thoroughfare to the court house follow suit with illuminations of trees and store fronts. Stores, boutiques, art galleries and purveyors of antiques keep late hours, as shoppers peruse wares with gift-giving to special people in mind.
Temperature is in the fifties. Artificial snow machines help set a wintry mood. People mingle on street and courthouse grounds in festive frame of mind, while Christmas carols tug at heart strings and lift spirits. Four days hence families will gather once more for a uniquely American celebration, when young and old allow their hearts to dwell on kindness and thanksgiving for the good in their lives.
Temperature is in the fifties. Artificial snow machines help set a wintry mood. People mingle on street and courthouse grounds in festive frame of mind, while Christmas carols tug at heart strings and lift spirits. Four days hence families will gather once more for a uniquely American celebration, when young and old allow their hearts to dwell on kindness and thanksgiving for the good in their lives.
© Ilija Lukić 2018
Community Spirit
(Pittsboro, North Carolina USA)
Making A List
(New Horizons Trading Company in Pittsboro, North Carolina USA)
Thursday, November 15, 2018
Let There Be Light
Last weekend Cooper and I cannot resist the lure of autumn woodlands. I quest late afternoon poetry of light kaleidoscopes of foliage time and again conceive in mind's eye. Aesthetics aside and truth be told, Cooper just wants to ensure his wildlife playmates still thrive in the aftermath of Hurricane Florence flooding two months ago. Jordan Lake State Park is our destination. Where not long ago knee-deep lagoons inundate shoreline tree stands, we find leaf and pine needle-carpeted forest floors none the worse for ravages wrought by nature.
Since Saturday nearly four inches of additional rain threaten repeat flooding. As the forest readies once again to live through the darkness of the deep, "let there be light" echoes throughout our sun-dappled woodland cathedral.
© Ilija Lukić 2018
Since Saturday nearly four inches of additional rain threaten repeat flooding. As the forest readies once again to live through the darkness of the deep, "let there be light" echoes throughout our sun-dappled woodland cathedral.
© Ilija Lukić 2018
Let There Be Light
(Cooper scouts riparian woodland at Jordan Lake, North Carolina USA)
Sun-dappled Perfection
Tuesday, November 13, 2018
Divine Symphonies
Woodland withers regally
Dog days become leaf symphonies
Divine breath scribes music
Monday, November 12, 2018
Mind's Eye
In truth, mist-filled autumn airs wake mind’s eye,
Recapture moments from sublime mosaic of life,
Bespeak horseback exploits under endless sky
And marvel at Meteor Crater with newlywed wife.
Memories near to heart on untold strands of time
Celebrate anew daughters’ birth with plum brandy,
Recall saga of dragon and knight errant in rhyme
And quench thirst in Blue Corn Cafe quite rowdily
Why journey again down Will Rogers Highway,
Breakfast with truckers in family-owned diner,
Admire folk art, trek lofty Machu Picchu byway
Then evoke wisdom spoken by Cheyenne elder.
When hearts cherish memories of life’s voyage,
Each waypoint keepsake pays tangible homage.
Monday, November 5, 2018
Friday, November 2, 2018
Bewitched
Look-see how flaxen hair spills sunlight
In content dance on velvet bosom realm,
While eyes bewitch akin to moonlit night
And rouse mind’s eye heart to overwhelm.
Sunday, September 30, 2018
Dragon Mischief
Take time to appreciate whimsical mind
Born of star dust before time was time,
Where dragons still roam within humankind
And linger in guise as mischievous rhyme.
Ponder said mischief ascribed to dragons,
Weigh lifelong worriment with playful heart,
Let shenanigans in verse become paragons
Of lightsome oratory—spoken works of art.
Saturday, August 25, 2018
Dragon Rhapsody
Dragon breath sheds light
Bold blaze bespeaks primordial truth
Moments shape eternity
Monday, July 30, 2018
Primordial Light
Hope ushers dances of primordial Light
Into those darkened arenas of despair,
Which plague notions about inner peace
And becloud discovery of one’s true self.
© Ilija Lukić 2018
Into those darkened arenas of despair,
Which plague notions about inner peace
And becloud discovery of one’s true self.
© Ilija Lukić 2018
Primordial Light
(Day Lilies - Photo Impressionism)
Sunday, July 15, 2018
Sublime Quietude
(Remembrance of an outing to Trillium Lake near Mt Hood in Oregon USA, 2007)
Ethereal vapors over glacial slopes
Help waning daylight to write poetry
Across lightly silvered countenance
Of lake untroubled by rain or shine.
For one breath unending time lies still.
Serenity takes hold of wooded shore,
Sublime quietude lifts harried heart
And gives wing to age-old yearnings.
To know one’s purpose in earthly realm;
To follow one’s heart in joy and sorrow;
To believe true peace of mind is elusive
Without its shepherd named breath of life.
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| Sublime Quietude (Trillium Lake with Mt Hood backdrop in Oregon USA) |
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