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Nature can be a little disturbing at times.
Rediscovering an incredible abundence of life right out there in a field of tall grass, a hidden world which 99.9 % of us have maybe never seen...well perhaps since our own childhood.
rusting statues coverd in barniccles lined up in rows along the beach tetherd not moving some high some low coverd in sand some standing tall where they stand metal objects that stand and glare out to sea they watch passing ships, passin
Sleepless nights/ Coltrane is dead/ Closed minds/ Forgotten promises sealed in flesh, sleepwalkers, with the bell tolling drenched in brackish tears, my heart grieving from lack of ambition
This was my first (and last, as it happens) attempt at a sonnet, while at school when God was a boy.
we rape and pillage the earth so much for our own pleasing eye we forget to see the true beauty of what god has given us.
earthquake again
Amanda the panda sits in her cage Paceing up and down is all she can do Her once shiny fir coat now matterd and black Her life luster gone hidden from view Tired and worn she sits with no view People come and stir she hides from their glare
The cool looking blue lake lay still and peaceful around the mountains looked down on her while all around the trees and grassy bank lay still, restful, fresh the morning air and into this quiet scene she stepped unrobed into the water cool,
Just wishing for a little rain today...
Tiny blue planet spinning in space Weep thou for us This human race In silence so vast We journey through time In war and hate This cosmic crime The palace of understanding We have not found Our septer is pride
Those wondrous formations, a panorama filled with heavy air as light as a feather, motionless seemingly, though with an observant eye a conceptive view, they project fragments of a past tell many a tale that once was, consistent, now vapour
Different colors do i see red, yellow and what a variety. Different trees planted here waiting for you to reappear. Different leaves falling to the ground wanting them to be every where for all to see there character lines from top to
Be thankful for what we have been given
The three heavenly bodies
A look at nature
Watching the garden outside, eating ice-cream and wondering why I am back. But kind of happy to be back.
We can learn from trees they provide us with all that we need
When I seek solace, this is where I go...to Lisfannon beach, watching the sun go down.
10 syllable by 10 syllable one in a hundred then 10 syllable rising to twelve midnight dreams
my name was but smoke drifting over flesh as yet to pass yet are we not all to young to be so acquainted with death bright leaves hung upon the tree of generation
Inspired by question I was asked today... So what's your fave?
Dopo di me voglio che nulla rimanga di me. Bruciatemi, affidate le mie ceneri ad un vento tenero e giudizioso O ad una tempesta amara e disperata. Decidono loro che cosa fare di me senza dover prendere la decisione. Non voglio nessun giudizio, n
Just considering nature and most in it keep to there instincts and don't loose there essence to progress been closer to nature I strive.
the light that shines in the darkness
I sat watching the sky change from blue to pink until it reached a motled crimson.......
over thy head
awwwwww......Is this OK?
IT A FISHING POEM
I wrote today because we got a lot of snow in Ohio.
How would life be in absence of death Without death life entices none Death gives meaning to every life Not all life, though, lives a meaning to death
Echos Pulse the beating heart From tiny seed To beat and flow Rivers of blood Swell within Fills the viods Within Tiny vain s Over time One grows within To grow To ones full term to cease the flow Over time to slow and die
With final burst of golden rays sun sets below the horizon day fades away and here night stays From south gentle warm breeze plays luring forward pretty siren with final burst of golden rays Siren calls hearts are set ablaze and rising up
"when I buried hate and then forgave a poem grew around the grave" The old man appeared surly, because he WAS surly. He spent the latter part of the day as he had it's commencement, trying to fit in. Wilbur was a town much like any othe
we stood in the frame of time the tree of life bent down to her to whisper poems disguised as wind my forearm is her width entire yet her strength is mine doubled we make our indentations on the fabric of death mine an oaken scr
You never walked it was more the curve of the Earth found a mooring in the shape of your foot You never sang it was more a distillation of vibrated yearning and what followed saluted a starved ear You never painted it was more yo
"How beautiful is she"?! Said the morning sun to her face. Vigilant and steady to her knees for grace. I've not yet lived a quart of life but within my range, heaven, my desire, a tongue with no lies. Make pace on a time that knows no halt. Su
As the sun slowly crests the horizon Life stirs, the world awakens You can feel the earth move beneath your feet As if slow rhythmic breathing And as you lay your ear to the ground You can almost hear a faint heartbeat It is then you feel one w
The annual spring ritual of burning of dead grass releasing nutrients in the hillside pastures of home.
My wanderer boat, shaked by the winds Brought me to this mysterious island. Like everybody´s dream when you´re castaway, Job, kind people, love maybe... Ireland is the place I dreamed. Ireland is where the hope-green grows. There´s no pla
I would suggest you all to watch the above mentioned movie! and u all will go for a ride to find you inner spy! the spy is the animal residing in you! then sit back and think of all the things tht u do?? then you can associate yourself to one or more animals in you!
Inner struggles of a survivor.
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