Tuesday, August 18, 2026

Kilbourne Lake again

















Kilbourne Lake again


Glistening lake 

Cherry , Mello, mountain pies

Bumping kayaks on the rocks at shore

Echos of laughter at the swimming hole


Loon calling at sunset and sunrise

Chopping sounds of dead trees for the fire pit

Bats flying to catch the bugs over the lake at nightfall 


Sizzling grilled burgers and dogs 

Pancakes and sausages in the morning 

Running along the path and rocks to the bog 

Jumping and sinking  a few feet while jumping onto the shaking grounding 


Golden sunlight in a gold sparkling inter tube 

Hair washed in the cool waters of the lake 

Laughter at the swimming rock

Oh remember the years, and years of youth 



Cold in the tent this year 

Sounds of the night quiet the restless soul

Breeze and sparkles of the lake resounding

Never wanting time to end



Pair of Loons getting an early start

Coffee fresh again

Bacon, homemade granola and muffins

To the swimming hole for a shave and wash 



A call, missing you 

Cousins rock connecting again

"why do they have to go?"

My heart, our lives 

"Will you not bring us back to life once more?"*

He will be with us again 


A toast is made to the ones, who served and gave that we could enjoy this day 

Gone before us but present in every eye, smile and Whippoorwill singing


A cheer, a toast,lifted high in gratitude and honor and remembrance

“Cherish every moment, 

Fleeting life under the sun”

We part again for a short time 

Looking forward to being together again soon 



Peace and Joy 

Pine needles fall like raindrops on the tent 


   Kilbourne Lake again, Glimpse poetry by Joe Holuta


About this poem:   Kilbourne Lake again is a poem about the family trip to Ontario,  Kilbourne Lake,  in August 2026. This year not all of our family could go and we remember them and we miss them. Generations have passed and new ones have started here!

Rachel drove back to camp 4wheeling it to the Beaver Pond, and over the rocks to the cabin. 


We refresh and reunite and recall those who have been here long before us we've enabled us to be here to enjoy the  backwoods.

  • Joe Holuta

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*Psalm 85:6 voice







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Kilbourne Lake again

Kilbourne Lake again Glistening lake  Cherry , Mello, mountain pies Bumping kayaks on the rocks at shore Echos of laughter at the swimming h...