March 2017
David Scheler
david.scheler@gmail.com
david.scheler@gmail.com
I have a wide range of interests that include gardening, fishing, cooking, music, oil painting, and poetry. I have served as a member of the Wisconsin Poet Laureate Commission, and my poems have been published in a number of journals, including the Aurorean, Avocet, Comstock Review, Main Street Rag, Mid-America Poetry Review, Reed, and Trestle Creek Review. I have recently reacquainted myself with the French language, and have translated over 100 of my poems into French.
On the flowage
the silhouette
of a man in a boat
who watches the waves
lap the rocks and the reeds
as he strokes
his thinning hair,
contemplates the reflections
among he ripples,
the waning yet to come.
The light on the water,
the full moon,
all are silver
through the mist
where the sun
had shone
only a few hours
or decades earlier.
One Hundred Year Old Oak
The sumi-e brush
of the moon
inks across the slope
to my stairs,
tattoos the snowdrifts
with crisp silhouettes
of boughs, limbs and twigs––
chiaroscuro veining
reminding us
of what was once
a landscape
owned by owl and oak––
now a line drawing
on a wash of white,
sketched across
this parchment scroll.
©2017 David Scheler
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