At the inlet’s edge I sit

Just me


as sunlight swirls eddies into ever changing

abstract patterns

Gold light captured for an instant

melting away in the constant flux

a new curlicue appears briefly

and is gone

Mother’s palette changing by the moment

here a brown leaf flounders past

there a dragon fly skims the surface

flashing blue

At the inlet’s edge I sit

mesmerized by Nature’s Art

no permanent exhibit here

no meet the artist reception

Just me

photos by Betty McCreary

(at an inlet of the North Guadalupe River at Mo-Ranch in the Texas Hill country)

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Born and raised in Central Texas. Spending time outside brings me joy and I love to share my observations. I also belong to two writing groups and enjoy researching my ancestors. I find people interesting, but Nature keeps me sane.

11 thoughts on “Moments”

  1. Thank you V. J.!
    I have been craving being near water these days and this poem and photos I took a few years ago seemed to set the tone for what I want more of these days…less anxiety and more of the peace I find in Nature.


    1. Hi Betty – A lovely poem and perfect pictures. It speaks to the longing for peace that I think we’re all craving, and also manages to make the solitude a meditative state of appreciating the beauty of nature. Maybe being out in nature, or the thought of it, makes solitude seem natural and welcome, as opposed to the current situation where we are isolated but not necessarily happy with it.


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