Saturday, January 24, 2015

Black Creek Preserve- A Scenic Hudson Park

Black Creek is a mixture of woods and wetlands conserved by Scenic Hudson and the John Burroughs Nature Sanctuary.  It is a popular destination for bird watching, fishing and paddling.
The property lies within the Plutarch/Black Creek Wetlands Complex in Esopus, New York and is a prime area for breeding and migrating waterfowl.  Safeguarded wetlands trap run-off and remove pollutants before they reach drinking-water supplies. They also mitigate ecological and property damage from sea-level rises and storm surges under predicted climate-change scenarios.
Black Creek is a  part of Scenic Hudson's collaborative campaign to Save the Land That Matters Most, protecting 65,000 acres.













Friday, January 16, 2015

Undercliff/Overcliff Carriage Roads Loop

This loop hike, suitable for snowshoeing or cross-country skiing when the ground is covered with snow, passes spectacular cliffs of Shawangunk Conglomerate and offers expansive views of the surrounding countryside.






Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Super Moon

My fur also rises

I shiver under her power
and shake resolute.

Resolute and insatiable.

As shifting tides,
yield to a Super Moon
bathing unabashed
in a hammerhead bay in the Pacific.

Sister Moon placid,
as she slices through blackout curtains.

Until I witness her spirit here in the Northeast.

I am a wild thing
and she is a flirt.

As she straddles
cool peaks and crags
and I find myself drawn
to her again.

As I howl at her blood-red form
gulp down the afterglow above.


Friday, November 7, 2014

Wonderland- A Look Back


Alice remembered
when reason 
wouldn’t stop her
from escaping
into the cold black night.
Far from
should have
and know better
because those pricks
still loved to spoil her fun.

They often trailed behind 
hissing
there would be hell to pay
for this, that and the other.

Prompting her to
run even farther
and resolve
that this time
she’d make it
to someplace better.



© Connie DeDona 11-7-14

Friday, August 29, 2014

Thursday, July 24, 2014

Spent


 
The road
bulges gray, cynical and dusty.
Spent by sugary
cake eating denizens
spreading the good news.
 
By archaic beliefs
spinning
pious cloth.
(Remember to wash before wearing.)
 
By hell-fire fans
down at the local Dollar store
discounting
derelict pennies
who  roar once more
over the obsolete
Five and Dime.

Saturday, July 12, 2014

Another Way Out


There is a way out
But you are not even looking
And even he despises you for it
Can’t believe you are that stupid
or that lazy.
Woman, get out of your own way
the door is unlocked.
Prove them wrong
Prove to yourself
that you are not that lazy, beaten
or that occupied.

The fields are green
ripe with golden fruit
Clean your eyeglasses
and look
Remember the full moon.
Prepare for winter’s fall,
But do go.

AND find your passion
Breathe the salt air, taste orange glee
Pick the pink wild flowers
Place them
gently in your hair
and sway to the rhythm
of your purple heart.

Put down the crying towel
it is meant for another
It is meant to be a temporary solace
a place to reflect
pool your options
dream and
finally, to turn away from.

Open the door









child
and find
another room to dress
to plant those flowers
bring your good cheer.

The other BIG GUY upstairs
expects so much more
from you.

Do leave lollygag hill
and find your true self.
She waits
by the old cistern
filled with muddy water.
She knows your smell
and she still waits
and marvels at the time.

Friday, June 27, 2014

Sweaty Rocks


Conglomerate rocks
glisten in the noon day sun
tripping up hikers
lacking traction, challenging

tree roots; slimy curb appeal.





Thursday, May 1, 2014

Distribution Channels Overview (+playlist)

The Cross of Acumen- star date 4026.6

"The role of a writer is not to say what we all can say, but what we are unable to say." ~Anaïs Nin

The Cross of Acumen- star date 4026.6

To the distinguished orator of the bald sector
Wizened Priest of Proprietary Advancement for the Betterment of Intellect
Second Class Alpha Romeo.

It has been brought to our attention
that Alpha and Omega are in dire need
of follicles. No reds left. And the browns are rapidly dwindling
only the bleached blonds are still abundant 
Whether this is sufficient cause for alarm is debatable
since we still have ample blues, lavender and green
at the Hair Bank in Geneva.

Future transplants have been relegated
to the gamma quadrant chartreuse sector
nine parsecs away in the Gamma-Orion system

For the seasoned helmsman
take a left at Saturn’s third ring
and hang right for about
two hundred years
that should get you there just in time for
a Soylent Green dinner
and the meeting for the better understanding of
learned and bald high priests.

Do remember not to shave
before you beam down to the planet
should you have any hair left on your body
it is a cinch
you will be reassigned
to the nubby nymph seminar
taking place at the same time
different building.

One word of caution
scholarly activity
at the seminar is strictly verboten
lips have been detached
and tongues completely severed
keep your typing fingers
in your pockets
especially the digitus secundus
as we are not responsible
for any loss of extremity incurred
on this top secret mission to the far reaches of the galaxy.
Truth and opinion
can be misconstrued
as a lethal weapon
within nubby gnarly nymph lands.

Remember your primary objective
is to harvest the red and brown hair, which by the way is exceptional
and refrain from any and all philosophy…

Keep your principles and ideas hermetically zipped or experience the consequences.








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