(BTW, Kritter, we need a poetry and whimsy category)

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In redwood forest

Peace is a sound that's tactile

Reaching to the soul.

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The rainforest breathes

An immense being of green

That pulses with life.

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These forest depths are

A cathedral made by God

Green roofed gold stillness.

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The land calls to me

Come off your safe tame highway

Join our wild freedom!

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-- Tricia the Canuck (jayles@telusplanet.net), September 06, 2000

Answers

(BTW, Kritter, we need a poetry and whimsy category)

Good suggestion. Done. :-)

-- kritter (kritter@adelphia.net), September 06, 2000.

Thanks, Kritter!

-- Tricia the Canuck (jayles@telusplanet.net), September 10, 2000.

tricia! those are beautiful! i remember the redwood forest like it was yesterday, tho i visited there MANY years ago.....the quiet from the golden needle carpet made you want to lay down and take a nap here's one for you the redwood forest
the phrase "silence is golden"
was surely born there hope you're having a good time : )

-- mebs (mebs@joymail.com), September 13, 2000.

well....that sure got messed up.....here it is again (better, i hope)

the redwood forest

the phrase "silence is golden"

was surely born there

-- mebs (mebs@joymail.com), September 13, 2000.

Tricia, that was absolutely terrific! I don't wear hats so I will take my red socks off (briefly) in your honour - I hope this is acceptable, and anyway, it's the thought that counts :)

-- Rob Michaels (thesonofdust@yahoo.com), September 13, 2000.

Gayla holds her nose
She wonders about that smell...
OH! It's just Rob's feet! ;-)

(Just kidding! :-) We've missed you Rob!)

-- Gayla (privacy@please.com), September 13, 2000.

Thanks for the kind words, Rob and Mebs! I gotta run... but I'll add some next time I'm by (and I'll try not to be another week +)!

-- Tricia the Canuck (jayles@telusplanet.net), September 18, 2000.

Aspen leaves flutter

Bright silver on gold and green

Brilliant autumn hues.

-- Tricia the Canuck (jayles@telusplanet.net), September 19, 2000.

Bright emerald streak

Flashing outside my window

Hummers have returned!

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-- Lon Frank (lgal@exp.net), September 20, 2000.

So that's where they get to?!!! :-)

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Silent cathedral

Huge pillars reaching skyward

Redwood forest peace.

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I was remembering how lovely it was, again today.

-- Tricia the Canuck (jayles@telusplanet.net), September 24, 2000.

The splendor of fall...
Bright red, orange and yellow.
God's beauty shines forth!

-- Gayla (marveling@God's.handiwork), October 17, 2000.

Ooooh..Gayla!!! ((((Applauds!!!))))

-- kritter (kritter@adelphia.net), October 17, 2000.

I second Kritter's applause!!

Here're some from a weekend retreat we just had (remember we get cold weather much earlier here than y'all do)!

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Wind sings in the trees / Empty branches rub and groan / Sadly harmonize.

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Grey skies hide sun's warmth / Whitecaps ruffle dull lake's peace / Winter's touch in wind.

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White tree trunks gleaming / Bright blue skies with soft white clouds / Lake mirrors glory.

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-- Tricia the Canuck (jayles@telusplanet.net), October 22, 2000.