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Retired archaeologist and governmental tree-hugger. I'm a: United Methodist lay pulpit supply preacher; semi-professional photographer; and poet.

Thursday, December 31, 2015

A Dose of Green


Wednesday, December 30, 2015

Winter Hydrangea

GRAY.




gray /
upon gray -
day /
after day ||

sad /
going mad -
soul /
longs for sol


~ tiwago

Monday, December 28, 2015

JOYS.




His head snuggled upon my shoulder;
Her arms, clenched around my neck;

The firelight in their eyes,
An internal luminescence,

Seen only by wise old grandparents;
These are my golden elder-day joys.

~ Tiwago

Saturday, December 26, 2015

BIG BANG.




The tree fell with a mighty, jarring, crash -
A rude disturbance creating a silent void;
Until, seconds later, birds sang new songs.
The corpse lies still, as time passes slowly.

And it becomes lesser as insects feed on its carcass;
And it becomes greater as fungi and worms transform it;
And new light falls in its absence where once was darkness;
And new life flourishes within the nourishment of death.

~ Tiwago



(photography by tiwago)

Friday, December 25, 2015

Swamp Lily



A PRINCE IS BORN THIS DAY.




Like Herod, we make assumptions;
Surely royalty has a certain air to it?
Certainly not the smell of manure!

Clear legal lineage is what's required;
Not the questionable marital status,
Of a young 'tween and an old man!

Though demanding pomp and high ceremony,
We instead get poor unwashed sheep herders?
We never recognize God...

~ Tiwago

Thursday, December 24, 2015

HAPPY HOLIDAYS AND MERRY CHRISTMAS TO Y'ALL!






Wednesday, December 23, 2015

Schefflera



LANDSCAPE ART.




Along a thin dry ephemeral creek,
Vertical strokes of charcoal pencil,
Feathering the transition line,
From gold and rust prairie,
Into winter's low ashen sky.

~ Tiwago

Tuesday, December 22, 2015

THREE IMPRESSIONS




Monday, December 21, 2015

IMMANUEL




I saw God yesterday -
I saw Him all around me:
In a sunset revelation,
As unique as a snow flake;
In the slow blink of a cat,
A mysterious communion;
In the sudden radiance,
On grandchildren's faces.

I saw God yesterday,
And I'll see Her again today.

~ Tiwago

Saturday, December 19, 2015

Aloe Blossom Cluster Buds


Friday, December 18, 2015

LITTLE GIRL





I can not tame you -
I musn't even try to.

So run in the house!
Shout loud my name!
Catch me in your arms!
Share your secret giggles!
Be an old man's rainbow.
Let me be free through you.

I can not tame you -
I musn't even try to.

~ Tiwago

Thursday, December 17, 2015

I FOLLOW ALLAH

A response to Wheaton College and Larycia Hawkins:


I love you Allah
The one true God
My loving Mother
My doting Abba

I love you Yhwh
Infinitely named
In namelessness
My true Jehovah

I love you Adonai
My still water and
My green pasture
My generous host

I love you Trinity
Wholly complete
Self-perfected One
My mighty lover

I love you Father
Weeper of tears
Home of prodigals
Hope of the beaten

I love you Jesus
Precious husband
Boon companion
Comforting friend

I love you Spirit
Wise and creative
Holding my hand
Sweet whispering

             ~ Tiwago


Wednesday, December 16, 2015

FROG HAIKU



from fall to next spring /
long voyage around the sun ||
pondnaut hibernates

~ tiwago

Tuesday, December 15, 2015

Candelabra Euphorbia




Monday, December 14, 2015

THE WAY


When I see a path,
I feel its gravitation,
Pulling upon my feet.
Even when I know,
Where it goes to,
I must follow it -
Because I take joy:
In the walking it;
In the seeing it;
In the feeling it;
In the hearing it;
In the smelling it.

The route may be the same,
But it is never quite the same,
And neither thereafter am I.

~ Tiwago


(photography by tiwago)

Sunday, December 13, 2015

WHO WAS IT?

please, who was it /
that the wind lost /
that it mourns so?

~ Tiwago

BARREL CACTUS STUDIES



Friday, December 11, 2015

ADVENT - EMANUEL




Ever here, and
Ever arriving:
Has come;
Is coming;
Will come -
Time is not,
What I think.

Always there, and
Always here:
Over me;
Beside me;
Within me -
Space is not,
What I think.

~ Tiwago

Thursday, December 10, 2015

WARM THOUGHTS

PALM FRONDS

MONSTERA LEAF

BIRD OF PARADISE FLOWER

Wednesday, December 9, 2015

WINTER REFUGIUM




Brought low by fall's doldrums,
I seek out summer's remnant -
A faux-Victorian greenhouse,
With imitation Doric columns.
Goldfish with broad fan-tails,
Below fan-headed papyruses -
Awkwardly, they bumble about.
While nearby, veil-winged koi,
Glide barely below the surface -
Revealing scales made of glory.
Small fall softly murmurs peace;
And a tall fall roars white-noise.
Beads of sprinkler rain dance,
Down long broad green leaves,
Falling so as to anoint my head.

                                       ~ Tiwago

Tuesday, December 8, 2015

OUTSIDE - INSIDE



Monday, December 7, 2015

DECEMBER FIRST


 brilliant sky -
diamond sun -
knifecicle winds;
my tears are,
my testimony 

         ~ tiwago


(photography by tiwago)

Saturday, December 5, 2015

BEFORE WINTER


Friday, December 4, 2015

ON THE FARM





Thursday, December 3, 2015

A PSALM OF VENTING




I pray and I pray, to no avail!
I pray to end this pointlessness:
These shootings and killings;
Hopeless hooded gangbangers;
Religious but Godless terrorists;
Cold and hardened policemen.
No, no avail at all...

Is God dead? Killed by an AK47?
Is there no longer a critical mass -
Are there too few Godly people?
Is God too poor to buy politicians?
Does liberty mean we kill who we want?
Have we sold our humanity for idols?
Have we sold our souls too cheap?

Why do I bother? Why do I pray?
For peace? For understanding?
For God to act as once He did?
Why do I even bother to pray?
Because I am still Job in mid-story?
Because it is easier than acting?
Because I'm still searching for,
The better prayer to pray?

I hate those,
Who hate -
And so I hate,
Myself most!
I sharpen the,
Blade of my hate,
But only cut,
Myself. And still,
I wave my knife.

My sweet Abba:
Show me the path,
To love the hater.
Show me the path,
To find lost hope.
Show me the path:
To peace on Earth;
To true goodwill -
Goodwill towards all;
To Your Kingdom.
My feet are bruised,
And bloody sore,
From stumbling,
In the dark night -
Show me the Path!
Show me!


~ Tiwago

A NOVEMBER SQUALL






Wednesday, December 2, 2015

NOVEMBER FOG




within cold soft fog /
twisted shapes writhe and reach out ||
krakens of dead pines

~ tiwago

Tuesday, December 1, 2015

DANCE OF THE MAPLE LEAVES


Monday, November 30, 2015

HAIKU - TRIUNE THOUGHTS.




a father and son /
together with a spirit ||
three lines - one haiku.

two men and a ghost /
walked into a busy bar ||
"the wine is on us!"

when searching for god /
i look in more than one place ||
triangulation.


~ tiwago

Saturday, November 28, 2015

CAPTURED SUNLIGHT


WHY ARE YOU HERE?




Like an ice age beast,
A Woolly Worm moves,
Between white patches,
Of November snow...

     Why are you outside?
     What trauma leads you?

You will surely die,
     But then,
          So will I!


~ Tiwago

Friday, November 27, 2015

OAK LEAVES


Thursday, November 26, 2015

TIME PAST HAIKU.




no longer current /
crimped old brittle newspaper ||
autumn's sheaves of leaves

~ tiwago



(photography by tiwago)

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

LEAVES AND LIGHT



Tuesday, November 24, 2015

SUNFIRE


Monday, November 23, 2015

LATE FALL.

Bright, peripheral flash, sulfur yellow -
Tattered and faded alfalfa butterflies;
Spastic landings, lurching launches,
Before me, blood-red meadowhawks.

What I celebrate seeing in the spring,
I mourn seeing in cooling November -
The next frosted night will be their last.
So I thank them, yet keep on walking.

                                                     ~ Tiwago




(photography by tiwago)

Saturday, November 21, 2015

FALLNESS




Friday, November 20, 2015

THE TAIL-SIDE.




I say that I believe,
But it's superficial,
And it's insufficient:
To comfort my regrets;
To soothe my fretting;
To grant me confidence.

I say that I believe in,
A coin with two sides,
But what I really believe,
Is in the face of God -
But not in the tail-side;
But not in the frail-side.

I do not yet believe,

In me...


                ~ Tiwago

Thursday, November 19, 2015

LIGHT AND LEAVES ABSTRACTS



Wednesday, November 18, 2015

CHILLED.


 

november's gray mood /
sun withdraws into its shell ||
i start cocooning

~ tiwago





(photography by tiwago)

Tuesday, November 17, 2015

PALM FROND STUDIES