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Broken and ridden not destined to be She is the night's mare born to be free Bridle and saddle never to be worn As wild today as the night she was born Hooves beat upon the lonely plains Wind rushing through her silken mane Moonlight shining g
Colours represent to me the seasons, that here in NZ we can almost experience in one day, though snow is confined to the more southern areas....as the north is semi tropical.......and spring, summer and Autumn the seasons we experience most......
wondered what the sound of peace would sound like.
Thanks Socrates for the challenge.
the dark swam down from the ceiling.. to a world all studded with stars and she turned the key in her pickup.. and drove home like all the rest of the cars she waited for a noise like a phone ring.. to break up all the stories in her mind
catching some of natures often missed gifts.
Just a tiny part of an amazing reef............
we seem to be experiencing what we called April showers in the UK, but in NZ, they are closer to hail storms....
it jt d seeing of a luvly careless noon..........
summery days
a mountain that one passes when travelling south....always worthy of a glance.......
Wow, this was written 14 years ago. There is much reflection with autumn's coming. What have I accomplished this whole past year? As I take stock, I feel the sting of yet another good~bye in my life. Each season turns yet another page of that life. Live well. Laugh often!~
early one morning, the damp smell of summer
A brief synopsis of world inhumanity.
She with her flowing long white hair Bare from head to toe On her beloved stallion she rode Feet in stirrups to ease of ride to take pressure of the private sides Nipples erect from the freezing cold For the lady of bare modesty Lady gadive
Question four; What does a possum eat? Figuring it was rat like, almost anything. To the kitchen I go , and as if looking For something to eat for myself, I stare In the refrige as if it had some hidden Treasure ready to be found. I grab an ap
I wrote this after having watched a video of how ancient cavemen used the flames and shadows to make their paintings seemingly come alive.
The sights and sounds of late summer.....
the pack is very complex and highly organized. Only the alpha male and female mate, they both can and do stare the others down to stop both fights and non alpha's from mating. There are usually around twelve in a pack. On average they hunt a range of 60 miles in diameter and can run up to 40 miles an hour and cover 50 miles a day. Non breeding females produce milk and nurse the pups while young males compete to baby sit. They hunt birds and mammals such as deer and caribou and do a howling chorus before the hunt. A litter of pups consist of one to eleven, they are born blind and deaf.
it's a shagbark hickory thing..
Finding some curious items while gathering some cattle this morning.
Spring is the time, we get either thunderstorms or showers. May, we get those nice smelling flowers. And the flowers, here come those bees. It's the time of the year we get allergies. So, enjoy the nice weather while it's arou
I love Palm Trees. I had a picture of two Palm Trees and that's where I got the idea and inspiration to write this.
"I JUST THOUGHT A RAINBOW IS SO MUCH IN COMMON WITH THINGS ABOVE AND AROUND US, AND COLORS DO HAVE A WAY IN TELLING PEOPLE'S ATTITUDE AND MOODS"
the challenge here was to take a line from another poets work and write a new poem I used Barbara Gorelick's poem Such small wonders this autumn yields...
I have read a lot of poems recently, on Poetry Corner, dealing mainly with hurt, pain and suffering, experienced by heartbreak, loneliness and other painful incidents. You can find solace in Nature to ease your pain. I posted a piece earlier on Birdsong. This piece is on Trees; I hope you can feel its comforting effect as you read it, or better still, go outdoors, listen to the trees, and experience them directly. Be a tree hugger! I came across this,on the net, as a quote from Herman Hesse and reformatted it for posting.
I was once stuck in the sand by the side of the highway. I shall never forget the thirst !
twilight...such a special time of day.....
Bold feathers reflecting sunbeams red in flight’s pattern to elude small, winged force of nature protecting generations swoops outsized dives hard into vulnerability unseen but felt dark, small, unrelenting to distract from future’s cr
Just a realistic viewpoint!!
I am always amazed how I am attracted to and drawn into nature such a cherry tree in blossom.
those lowlands, that fill in heavy rain.....attracting bird-life....
always loved pearls and opals....both are said to be unlucky.....
Got to love snowball fights....
As i went to bed i closed my eyes and there in front of me was a tunnel of light like a tourch of beaming light shining so bright it beckond me into the light voices of relatives long since gone beckend me to into the light the voices i hear
Just love the four season we have.....
I wrote this poem several years ago during February's up and down weather in Maryland.
Well I wrote this with much thought of how fun it is to write and read in this room. Hope to read many of yours as you are here reading mine Thank You.....
I love those brief early summer nights when fireflies so delight my childlike curiosity.
i wrote this as a child :)
I have a hard time with "that" and "which". If any grammar experts notice a mistake please advise, thanks.
Spring for some, over here its cooling into Autumn/Fall
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