San Luis sunrise over the mountains and Lake Arenal

Everyone has their own idea about the state of emotion called tranquility. The dictionary says it is calmness; peacefulness; quiet; serenity. In the cold winter months of the eastern United States it could be sitting in front of a hot glowing fireplace or wood stove reading a good book sipping on some hot orange tea.

In Los Angeles it could be a quiet walk on a beach watching the sunrise over the Pacific Ocean, or sitting on a blanket listening to the ocean waves and feeling the early morning sun on your face. In the South like Atlanta, Georgia it could be sitting on the front porch drinking Ice cold mint tulips on a hot afternoon As you watch the people walk by. For me it is the viewing of the sunrise or sunset which can be just as beautiful and feeling the breezes fill the air. Sitting on the side of the mountains gives you peace and quiet as the world in San Luis begins to evolve at four in the morning. The sun is the alarm clock as the street dogs begin to stir and bark and the early birds are out chirping away. The garden glistens in the early morning hours. The colors seem to be brighter, the air more crisp. The Mary Golds seem perkier and the Cannons magnificent in their red, oranges, and orange -yellow shades. A new flower blooms today;Peach in color and wide sitting gloriously next to the purple flowered bush. Humming birds, bees, wasp all feasting on the flowered nectars of the garden. How can you not help but feel relaxed in Mother Nature’s beauty?

I like to write in the early morning hours. Generally I get up between three and four in the morning. Our nights are usually quiet and we go to bed around eight o’clock in the evening. We watch Netflix for an hour or so and snuggle in bed. LaLa and LuLu, our small little dogs hop up into our bed and we fall asleep. Corina falls asleep first after she pets one of the dogs. A queen size bed is just so big so the dogs trade off sleeping between us. Usually they align themselves in the middle of the bed changing positions as Corina wiggles around during the night. LuLu wakes me up once in awhile when my sleep apnea is acting up. There is no more frightening gasping for breath as my medical dog wakes me up in the change of my snoring patterns. LuLu seems to know when something is wrong. Amazing, isn’t she?
In the peacefulness of the early morning is my most creative time. No girlfriend awake to interrupt my train of thought. Some days I write three or four hours; Once in a while six to eight hours a day. Those days are the stormy winter hours as Corina is busy working her artistry with macrame or sketching. Soon she will make art on the eight new pillows on the roof extension of the Cabina. She cannot just paint the post; She has to design some kind of plaster figure.

I never put pressure on how many hours I write. I am too busy tending to the garden or preparing to build the house above the Cabina. It is never ending conversation with the girlfriend and the contractor on what we wish for our main home.

When the sun sets in the western skies a red hue reflects onto the lake and causes a reddish orange tint in the Eastern dusk skies. It is magnificent and reminiscent of the Hawaiian Islands skies.The lights glow brightly across the lake. The sun begins to escape the clouds and the lights of the towns reflect off the lake. When a full moon rises it glows across the lake and moon Is like a grand flashlight. You can visualize the lake and it’s reflections even in the pitch black of the midnight skies.
I am in the midst of writing a new novel Called the Captain. It is about a retired military hero who lives in Las Vegas. I wish to write about Costa Rica and I am in the thinking stages of that book. I hope you enjoy my writings and have the opportunity to read one of my books. Check out my bookstores and have a blessed life. Thanks!

List of Timothy M Nugent Books:

Xlibris Self Publishing

  1. Odes to life and Love
  2. Passages From Her Cards
  3. A Collection of Poems
  4. The Lonely Biker
  5. Travels With the Wild Man |
  6. Travels with The Wild Man ||
  7. Travels with The Wild Man |||
  8. Travels With The Wild Man |V
  9. Understanding
  10. Poems From Costa Rica
  11. Short Stories By Timothy M Nugent
  12. The Man With a Limp
  13. The Chameleon Returns
  14. Charlie

Litfire Self Publishing

Forgive Me

I did not see your pain
Or feel your emotional restraint
Or in your quietness you were engaged
In desperation’s silent rage
In fragile darkness you set your plans in motion
It was time to end the emotional commotion
You found your bridge of relief
You leaped and ended your grief
Forgive me for not being there
To help you in your time of greatest despair
You are in a better place
No more desperation must you face
I hope you found peace

Excerpt From
Timothy M. Nugent: A Collection of Poems
Timothy M. Nugent
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Author: tmnugent

Poet Author. Living in Costa rica Pura Vida. Love to travel, play with my dogs and write poetry. My girlfriend and I enjoy life and could't be happier living here

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