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The sweet fragrance of flowers that bloom only at night...... perhaps pollinated by moths and attractive more by smell than by sight...interesting analogy.....isn't it? Evening Primrose (Oenothera) Angel's Trumpet (Datura innoxia) Night scented Stocks (Matthiola longipetala var. bicornis) Giant Evening Star (Mentzelia decapetala) Night Phlox "Midnight Candy" (Zaluzianskya capensis) Four O'Clocks (Mirabilis jalapa) Daylilies "Moon Frolic" and "Toltec Sundial" (Hemerocallis)
Listen when you awake at crack of dawn hear the chorus of all the birds singing watch them as they scurry and dig the lawn until a nasty cat sends them fleeing How dull and bland without any birds silence would greet us with it's bleakness le
"Haiku" is a traditional form of Japanese poetry. Haiku poems consist of 3 lines. The first and last lines of a Haiku have 5 syllables and the middle line has 7 syllables. The lines rarely rhyme.
Focus on nature
when one is surrounded with lovely spots...where most times you can be alone with nature......just day dreaming of the beauty of home...see you soon NZ...
An oldie but a goodie. I wrote this one when I was in my twenties!
Iron body Rough to touch Encrusted Cold Stands Motionless Clints at the waters edge As dancing waves Baths laps Its cast iron feet Motionless It waits For tides turn For once again he hides beneath The waters tide Unseen
Under the bridge Where the two rivers meet The cooling waters Soothe weary feet A rumble is heard From the cars overhead As we make our way To the riverbed Crystal waters flow With rhythmic ease From mountain streams Towards the sea As
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just a fun poem about turning your clock back in the spring
Snow against white sky lasting to infinity casting grayer shadows over covered fields make burrowing out of sight some creatures on edge of pine forest go to sleep and escape the winter. Little tracks like pencil dots leading to empty sp
Spring on the desert and prairie.
the sound of silence its mesmerising nature peaceful and serene
Tides in the light of her eyes dreams the soul of autumn sky's as water and memory rise tell of each leaf the colors arise beauty's river seasons will baptize green to red and the golden prize
Gravity pulls From outer space Expands are universe Gravity waves Hidden from view faster faster are universe expands To the far edges of unknown space To the black hole are gravaity pulled Gateway to hidden space
Like a pretty ghost you tempt with fragrence, while lurking in dreamy shadows of vivid colors. Your nector draws bees on intrepid wing, seeking redemption from the long winters nap. You simbolize spring with brilliance of allureing beauty.
5-7-5, right? Please tell me I got it right. But no, ... no compliments necessary. & I probably should stop going crazy with the ease of publication on this site... (?) But it is a real privilege, and I must be sure not to abuse it.
We stand......Guilty as charged......xxx
The setting sun in all her glory Made evening sky blush... Hues of orange, red and gold splashed here And dashed there with a bold stroke Clouds stood still as she lowered herself Into the mountains' cradle... The birds sang a lullaby And th
A sonnet about watching ducks sleeping on a quiet sunny day.
Pretty much how it really unfolded on this particular day...... 2006/28/08 added/rearranged 10/17/21
Finding some curious items while gathering some cattle this morning.
Once again I am confounded by constant ressurection of life from one life form recylced into another life form through cylces of death and darkness and life and light spinning and falling like a shooting star or a bug on fire.....whatever existed before will exist again.
No peace for me, Let the world end, Let the pain of others remain, Let the men of wars dies, Let the children of the world cries, Where famine and broken families lies, No peace ,for you ,and you and me! We never listen, We never learn,
Life in slow motion and quiet country life...
The sounds of the royal jewels of cowboy life.
An abstract poem about quiet reflection and the arrival of winter.
There was an uneasy feeling that night on the savannah. The creatures were jumpy as they huddled and grazed. Startling at each new sound, one stamps its foot and the vast herd flees, from what they are unsure. The lions creep through the long g
If I were the water of your natural bath, I would change the natural order of things, And stay and wait for your naked return. ~SAS~
I don't know,but sometimes,I have to find some way,to relieve the burden of being myself,if that makes any sense at all. Its like a pressure that builds up and causes tension in my mind. Then the rain comes and washes it all away.
Sitting at a stop sign wrote this.
Just a tiny part of an amazing reef............
A reflection on blossoms and...
it is the small things in life that keeps everything going. if your problems seem big look for small solutions it only takes just a little to change direction.
Blossoms of fiery colors lifting souls, far beyond ourselves as there beauty quells our off-time sighs. Now all but gone as the stillness of the chill creeps in. plants of summer withering into the depth of winters grace awaiting for the white blanki
Reflections of a winter night,
Nature can be a little disturbing at times.
Being thankful for such a life we have
This poem, is my attempt to describe in words what I observed while out walking late on a summer’s evening
May all who litter become infested with the fleas of a thousand camels balls...Cheers
those lowlands, that fill in heavy rain.....attracting bird-life....
Nonet line1 - one syllable line2 - two syllables line3 - three syllables line4 - four syllables line5 - five syllables line6 - six syllables line7 - seven syllables line8 - eight syllables line9 - nine syllables
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