Tuesday, April 10, 2012


Perhaps we should have 
cleaned the house 
sorted out the shed,
weeded the garden,
and cut the grass...

a pristine morning beckoned.
Weak against the onslaught
of cloudless promises,
we pack a lunch
and put on our boots.

Resting now against the lichens,
my head pillowed by a boot,
yours by an empty sandwich container,
I eat an apple.
 One knee bent, 
the other crossed atop
stockinged foot dangling in the light,

the vast blue bowl above
fringed round with whipped cream clouds.

Far below,
the currents pull and push,
roil against the rocks.
And just beyond,
The sea sky dazzles
a hundred million stars.
The long length of you stretches
out along the ground.
Dazed by the sun's ardor
you drift into dream,
awaken and turn to look at me.

Sun, wind, water, sky, trees and rocks
combine in perfection.

There is no story here,
no conflict, no rising action.
Only limpid water,
caressing sun,
unyielding rocks cradling our bodies.
The perfect sky above.

Lorrie Orr 2012

A poem inspired by a hike to Beechy Head, the southern most tip of Vancouver Island, on Good Friday. I think we made the best choice for the day, don't you?

And for those who have asked, the wildflower pictured is a Henderson's Shooting Star, which apparently grows only on the east side of Vancouver Island in British Columbia, and is also abundant on the east side of the Cascades and in California. Click on the link for more information.


  1. Very particular little flower I see. Lovely, too. What a great poem and, yes, certainly, you made the very best choice of all!

  2. Undoubtedly the better choice was made. Had you chose to mow the lawn or weeded the garden we would have missed this beautiful poetry and accompanying photos. Love it!

  3. Beautiful thoughts! And definitely the right choice for the day. Everything is absolutely gorgeous.

    Thanks for your visit today. You know, the sad thing about my cousin is that he already had so much sorrow in his life. He lost his dad at an early age to Huntingtons, his mom (my dad's sister) died during heart surgery, his wife committed suicide and left him with their two small boys to raise. My other cousins, his sisters, do not carry the gene. His two boys have now decided to be tested, so we are praying that they will not have it.

    Have a great rest of the week. Tammy

  4. Beautiful writing! You were inspired by all the beauty around you! You definitely made the right choice and inspiring to others to do likewise.

  5. Wasn't it beautiful? We went to Metchosin and walked on the beach for a while - too, too lovely.

  6. yes, you chose wisely for sure. Beautiful words to grace your photos!

  7. your choice for the walk was definitely one I would also have chosen! Your poem is perfect and arrayed with the photos brought a huge smile to my face. I am blessed you have eyes that see and that you are willing to share all this with us.

    blessings to you

  8. You made the very best decision and were repaid handsomely. A beautiful day in the grandeur of creation.

    Re your question: It was a very bad idea to be actively left-wing in the first decade and a bit after the war. Something to do with the division of Germany and Russia having become the big bad wolf when the Allies divided Germany up.

  9. Your poem is lovely, nature brings out the best in us, doesn't it.

  10. You chose the right 'therapy'! Beautiful.

  11. Absolutely the right choice! As soon as I saw that flower, I wondered if our shooting stars were blooming nearby yet . . . time to get to a Garry Oak meadow and see!

  12. Beautiful. I can almost smell the clean, fresh air. xx

  13. Beautiful pictures and I love the poem. I think you made the best choice for the day.
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  14. beautiful words and photos!
    thank you for sharing with us.

  15. nice place to spend a day. :)
    I loved that pink flower. So interesting. .)

  16. I loved your poem, Lorrie! The scenery in your photos was stunning and your words so perfectly descriptive of your day!

  17. What a beautiful post Lorrie! You have an incredible gift.


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