These are the poems, writings and musings of Michael R. Martin.
Here you will find recent writings, and poems dragged up from many years ago.
Cedar Eden refers to the name of my Adirondack Homestead.
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Night Song, North Carolina
An air conditioning unit kicks off and I can finally hear the night calls clearly.
Insects I can't see and can't identify.
The night song is truly an orchestrated cacophany.
It takes real concentration to separate the individual songs.
Various forms of crickets sing:
One group in rapid, high-pitched chirps: 1-2-3-4 1-2-3-4
Others sing one long trilly sustain without pause
While another crickety thing sings a glassy trill at the beginning of each measure: 1-x-x-x 1-x-x-x
Something bigger, percussive, like castinets, or a muted snare: ta-ta-ta-ta - 3-4 ta-ta-ta-ta - 3-4
Answered quickly by the same critter in call & response fashion: 1-2 ta-ta-ta-ta 1-2 ta-ta-ta-ta
Together, they play continuously:
cr- cr- cr- cr cr- cr- cr- cr- cr- cr- cr- cr cr- cr- cr- cr
And so many more parts, layer upon layer.
No conductor, no stage, no footlights burn
And yet this orchestra plays nightly
Wherever it is summer, wherever it is warm
No reservations needed
And yet, the appreciative audience so often a crowd of one?
Greensboro North Carolina @ 12:30 AM
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Thoughts while parked at Chapel Pond
People come and go as I sit here parked, astride my bike, and pass me by. They are probably thinking I am, like them, just another visitor to God's beautifully endowed Adirondack Park; unaware that I live here and am, if I say so myself, somewhat of a minor local celebrity. I guess I can live with that, though I've never liked being "part of the crowd."
It is so funny to see all these people disembark from their vehicles and strap on all their "going to the Adirodacks" accouterments from places like LL Bean and Eddie Bauer. Heaven forbid they don't look the part, tackling the wild frontier!
Chapel Pond at 8AM
Through the branches of black spruce;
The far shore alight in new day's sun,
Reflected in still waters,
Like hand-blown glass.
At last the sun
Clears the ridge behind me
And the foreground lights up like a stage;
Yet deep shade beneath the spruce canopy provides drama still.
The cliffs that tower over the road
Across from Chapel Pond
Are impressive in this light.
Like rough and rugged slag and steel,
All shades of grey,
Cedar and spruce clinging tenaciously
In its cracks and crags.
The sun warms quickly now
And the sky clears to one solid, majestic shade of brilliant blue,
Unadorned by mist and cloud,
Paled only near the white-hot sun.
And so the day begins!
The sun rises
And everything changes.
We are renewed by each new day.
We are the same
And we are different.
A better person: for this I pray.
Friday, August 14, 2009
Cascade Lakes, Near Pitch-off, 7AM, August 14, 2009
Into a rising, fading mist.
Green mountainsides strangely yellow in the dawning light.
A few cheery birds sing
Hidden nearby in a forest of trees.
Close, and sudden, a loon cries out
And dives as I turn to see,
Leaving me alone,
Astride my bike,
Enjoying a warming breeze.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Night, in a Frontier Town
Ringing through fog rising off the river
And enveloping upper Broadway.
Sunset once again painted the west
In shades of salmon and creamsicle,
But now there is just a starless, darkening sky.
A lone planet pierces through the mist;
A gaurdian of the cosmos.
The chimes fade,
And the streets of Saranac Lake are left
With the muted sounds
Of voices, traffic, and music:
Still a frontier town, in 2009.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Salmon pink at sunset.
A mist rises
Over a still bog.
But nothing moves;
Not the clouds,
Not the mist.
Moves us so.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
The Complete Whompers YouTube Playlist
The Whompers on Facebook
Glitch Unplugged on Jamendo
Tuesday, August 04, 2009
Life, Entropy & Eco-Economics
(In "Red Mars" by Kim Stanley Robinson)
Sunday, August 02, 2009
Travelin' & Music
Or, do you suppose you'd need to be self-sufficient and just call it an adventure or vacation?
I look around, and wonder,
Where would you play? Where would you stay?
Even here in our little vacationville, Saranac Lake,
relatively musician-friendly . . .
Sources for Free Music
Here are two of the latest - GREAT sources for free & legal music (mp3)
Amazon.com: Free - Songs: MP3 Downloads - hard to believe but Amazon.com MP3 has tons of good music available for free
Free and legal music downloads - Jamendo - oodles of great stuff, lots of different genres
Some COOL Windows Stuff
Open a Windows Command Prompt
Go to Start > Run. In the Run box, type “cmd” ( without the quotes ) and hit OK to open the command prompt windows.
Within command prompt, type “telnet towel.blinkenlights.nl” ( without the quotes ) and hit ENTER.
** For MAC users, go to Terminal and type “telnet towel.blinkenlights.nl” (without the quotes).
** Try Windows Power Toy >> Open Command Promt Here << style="font-weight: bold;">Hidden Windows XP Stuff
Useless countdown clock - c:/windows/clock.avi
Nice Ambience Windows Music - C:\windows\System 32\oobe\images\title.wma