Lights

 

Lighting at the Lawrence train station.

Seasons

The warmth of the summer sun is ebbing,

the coolness of the autumn moon approaching,

soon Orion, the hunter, will enter the sky,

the Pleiades, the apples of his eye.

In time the leaves will change colors,

then fall, upon the ground,

and the winds of coming winter,

through the trees, whistle and sound.

© James J. Keleher aka Séamas ó Ceileachair

Harold Parker State Forest

a rock in the hand

Fungal growth on fallen Tree

All above .. relections upon ponds

Tree Top

Sunlight through the forest

Stand of Trees

Interesting .. the shallow end of a pond

Forest Floor

Frog having a peek at me :)

The core of myself

I am feeling like a star or the sun, or the molten core of a planet,

my innermost feelings afire, at the core, hidden or forbidden,

facets of me, orbiting as planets, moons,

and those comets of my heart,

fleeting and dangerous.

Oh for that cool wash of love, upon my shore,

in simplest forms, or more...

© James J. Keleher aka Séamas ó Ceileachair

Sleep

Falling asleep was always easy,
count to three and I'd be out like a light,
and sleeping soundly as well, in that place
of serenity, safety and healing.

Now, my deepest thoughts and worries
come into the forefront of my mind
as I lay my head upon the pillow,
my soul bearing itself upon me,
and life is not a dream.


© James J. Keleher aka Séamas ó Ceileachair

Graphite

These digital photos I just took came out a little strange.
Its my graphite drawing tool, which is also a piece of art.
The top in my hand, the bottom in a wooden bowl.

Winterthur

Some photos I'd taken at Winterthur in Delaware.
It was the country home [mansion] for the du Ponts.