I have not written a poem for a while. I try to journal each day. I started this poem about 10 days ago, left it for a few days, and came back to it today. I feel rusty in the writing, but it is a beginning.
When I walk, I listen, subscribing to the idea sound completes itself in in-between spaces. Without spaces, sound lacks rhythm and melody. When I am mindful, I recognize a particular sound. Also, I can recognize unfamiliar sounds in those spaces.
Nature’s voice is always in melody,
She raises and lowers it effortlessly.
Spring breezes filled with rustling and whispering,
Shrill winter storms shrieking and whistling.
Soft showers murmuring in gentle ways,
Thunderous storms that shake and amaze.
It is in pauses melody is completed,
It is in silence sound is fulfilled.
Several years, we were in Jasper National Park and saw this cow elk. She was quiet and did not move. We were there for a few minutes before we noticed her. There were others who arrived before us and had not seen her. It was in the silence and calm we noticed her.
About ivonprefontaine
In keeping with bell hooks and Noam Chomsky, I consider myself a public and dissident intellectual. Part of my work is to move beyond (transcend) institutional dogmas that bind me to defend freedom, raising my voice to be heard on behalf of those who seek equity and justice in all their forms.
I completed my PhD in Philosophy of Leadership Studies at Gonzaga University, Spokane, WA. My dissertation and research was how teachers experience becoming teachers and their role as leaders.
I focus on leading, communicating, and innovating in organizations. This includes mindfuful servant-leadership, World Cafe events, Appreciative Inquiry, and expressing one's self through creativity. I offer retreats, workshops, and presentations that can be tailored to your organzations specific needs.
I published peer reviewed articles about schools as learning organizations, currere as an ethical pursuit, and hope as an essential element of adult eductaion. I published three poems and am currently preparing my poetry to publish as an anthology of poetry.
I present on mindful leadership, servant leadership, schools as learning organizations, how teachers experience becoming teachers, assessement, and critical thinking. I facilitate mindfulness, hospitality retreats. and World Cafe Events using Appreciative Inquiry.
I am writing and researching about various forms of leadership, how teachers inform and form their identity as a particular teacher, schools as learning organizations, hope and its anticipatory relationship with the future, and hope as an essential element in learning.
ivonprefontaine
Teacher as Transformer 
Lovely poem, Ivon! Glad to see more of you on WordPress.
Hope all is well 🙂
Thank you Jordan. I am doing fine. Take care and enjoy.
Beautiful poem… Sharing.
Thank you Bette.
Beautiful poem!
Thank you Mrs. Vee.
You’re welcome Ivon! Blessings and peace.
Beautiful.
Thank you Carrie.
Beautiful photo and words. Silence can be a great experience.
Thank you Dan. It is. We often run from solitude.
Beautiful description of nature’s sounds and the silence in between. Well written!
Thank you Bev.
I enjoy the poem, thanks Ivon
Thank you Shimon.
Good effort! ❤️
Thank you Bela.
This is a wonderful poem! I love the sounds in nature…and the silence.
Thank you. They complement each other.
expressive poem, delivering nature’s feel,
nice photo Ivan
Thank you Eddie.
Beautiful 🙂
Thank you Michele.
❤❤❤❤
Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
WHETHER NOTICING THE QUIET WONDERS OR PENNING POETIC THOUGHTS, YOU DO JUST FINE! YOU PICTURED, AS WELL AS WROTE ABOUT…NATURE!
Nice.
Lovely!!
Lovely poem!
Thank you Dawn