Category Archives: Painting with poetry

Autumn Transition

Moonlight Over the Delta A Tribute to Indigenous Artist Shane Pickett

Moonlight Over the Delta
A Tribute to Indigenous Artist Shane Pickett

Autumn Transition

The moon, once masked by leaves,

now shines in silver through

the stark branches of the forest

and shimmers in the river’s swift flow.

At dawn fog obscures the horizon

shifting objects into strange shapes.

The warm autumn afternoon is a bridge

between summer’s sultry heat

and the coming winter’s chilly winds.

Lainie Senechal

Announcement: Lainie will have art and poetry in this event – KAJI ASO STUDIO
49th Anniversary Celebration
A SPOT OF BEAUTY
Art, Music & Poetry IN-PERSON: Saturday, Nov. 12th at 7:00pm to 8:30pm
at Kaji Aso Studio, 40 Saint Stephen Street, Boston  and ONLINE: Sunday, Nov. 13th at 7:00pm

Late October

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Late October

The colorful drama of autumn’s

brilliant leaves is fading fast.

Summer’s bounty slowly slips away –

to drift slowly and silently to earth

or to be caught in a breeze and flutter

like a flock of busy butterflies.

Spaces now open where the sun’s glare

glints off the Contoocook’s swift waters

and on cold mornings one sees

smoke rising above chimneys

from fires stoked during the night.

Lainie Senechal

Autumn Wind

 

Autumn Wind

Autumn Wind

Autumn Wind

The thunder storm slowly exits,

while the wind sweeps the sky to leave

only ragged remnants of clouds

and a rustling, like hushed music,

in leaves that are turning color

on trees that line the river’s edge.

The branches glow even more brightly

in the dim light of an ebbing autumn day.

Lainie Senechal

Along the Contoocook

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The sun unlocks and scatters

a cover of dark clouds

that seem to portent rain,

as a cluster of ducks

paddle slowly up the river

in this sultry season.

After the parting, a time

of missing you lessens

when the late afternoon sun

illuminates the forest trees

and soft winds ruffle the leaves

that shimmer in the fading light.

The memory of love overtaken

by the brilliant beauty of the day.

Lainie Senechal

Farewell to Attitash

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Farewell to Attitash

I leave the lake, awash in remembrances

of living along its shore -

childhood summers carousing with cousins,

decades enjoying its seasonal charms.

Time passes and age sets in -

my days in this place are over.

Change is the expected nature of life.

Many are forced to abandoned homes

under dire and extreme circumstances.

For me there are no regrets, only a plethora

of pleasant reminiscences, a peaceful passage

on to new and unexpected adventures.

In making a final departure I carry

only time’s satchel of memories,

for my stay here has reached its end.

Lainie Senechal

After the Storm

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After the Storm

The heavens opened

with a burst of raindrops

that blurred the landscape.

As the storm cleared it left clouds

gathered in the setting light.

Over Monadnock they floated -

swirled in strange, eerie

and fascinating shapes.

A time to appreciate the beauty

found in the mountains

and a wish to experience

this singular vision again.

Lainie Senechal

April Moon

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April Moon

April Moon

The darkened sky opens to reveal

a quite full pink moon which was submerged

under waves of thick black and gray clouds.

Its brilliant light shines so softly on

the great sprays of gold forthysia

that spring straight up like large, loose feathers

from the base of each broad, sturdy bush.

At dawn the air is rich with bird song

while spring’s sweet breath wafts in gentle wind.

Lainie Senechal

Early April

Daffodil Buds

Daffodil Buds

Early April

In spring sun remnants of snow have melted,

dripped from roof’s edges, formed rivers on path.

Robins arrive in garden, search for worms

under last autumn’s decaying brown leaves.

The shoots of emerging daffodils stretch

their long, supple, green limbs to the clear sky -

gather armfuls of golden, solar rays.

Lainie Senechal