Books by richard lloyd cederberg
A day (and some time into the night) spent exploring Lake of the Woods, Laguna Meadows, and Big Laguna Lake; a high mountain domain once inhabited by the Kumeyaay Indians. Nature, and two hearts, in transition…
Silently Earth revolves. Sun descends. Spectrally nature shifts. Broadening shadows blanket dry October grasses. A vast landscape is slowly deprived of vividness. Subdued tones chalk out varying patterns.
A full array of colors
Minds yield to an awe of sunlight’s passing. Near the lake, sparrow-hawk, scrub-jay, mud-hen, and quail, interact in a salient chorus. Eventide becomes nighttime. Inky darkness obscures perception. Fingers interlace. Awareness’s become heightened.
Creates various viewpoints
When light is withdrawn
A threshold is crossed. Thoughts rest now in permeant silence. All sense of outwardness lessens. Cool moistened air settles. The sound of crickets deepens. In serenity two spirits unfurl their wings. Together, without words, two minds take flight; nonpareil in the glow of an unsullied moon.
Love defers reason,
Searching the strata of life
Two souls become one
richard lloyd cederberg
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|Reviewed by Christine Tsen
|So gently and poignantly put, Richard, just beautiful!
Such introspective wisdom ~
|Reviewed by Peter Paton
|Stunning mental architecture Richard that shows your perceptive and sentimental side, in tandem together, just like the ubiquitous wild life you find in these remote, stunning and lovely vistas of the outback.
Always retain your thirst and passion for exploring my friend
|Reviewed by steve Chering
|This is a super super read. It flows and generously crawls about the page as if it were alive!! Fab'|
|Reviewed by William Bonilla
Peace be with you
|Reviewed by Diana Legun (Reader)
|This quiet poem slips along the page in grande language. Many lovely elements are contained in here, "...tones chalk out varying patterns," "Awareness's become heightened." I love "All sense of outwardness lessens." That one is a hushed slice of Basho Haibun; a nocturnal discipline. There is great tranquility in your poem that produces a calmness upon reading. Quite enjoyed this. ~~ Diana|
|Reviewed by Odin Roark
|"...two minds take flight; nonpareil in the glow of an unsullied moon..." With so many iterations of love to choose from, this embodies the scope and mystery of the phenomena. Nature seems to feed you regularly. Don't miss a meal.|
|Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather
|Beautiful, grat format, the sense of movement in this is musical really. the dry October grasses so timely right now. just perfect R.|
|Reviewed by Mary Ann Biddinger
Beautiful colours, vivid images deepens this serenity of two spirits.
Unique, love defers reason.
Lady Mary Ann
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|Love in the lake lands of the high Sierra. I can just imagine…
|Reviewed by Douglas Bentley
|Stunning. . . . . .Super (Nova). . . . .|