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every winter brings the same memories.........i know if i went there now it would still be able to amaze me ......a beautiful spot a beautiful time ..........
dotted with sparse areas of roses and the seeping water on its roots surrounded by evenly cut grass does the gardener come hunched down the weeds are coming up like a spartan army ready to sink its deadly spears onto the rose, to drain it of
Just having a play with whole Halloween theme in this write from the now cold New England countryside.
there's a monkey on my bed jumping from corner to corner squirreling away all my dreams some unpassported foreigner this prehensile tale could wait until the daylight instead, I light the lamp and scratch the pad tonight fumbling glasses,
Hokianga Harbour....
This must be how a poor fish feels when fishing is carried out in the name of sport. Is this humane?
Tectonic plates shift on the ocean's floor thrusting upwards an enormous quantity of water generating a wave that keeps increasing in size as it moves on the ocean's surface Attaining a massive height over a hundred feet it races across the oc
Herein this water hit the asphalt warm. and refreshing at the same time smelling good just like you got out of the shower. steam all over you making it last and so touching. it once is the fog is hot and cold smooth is the breeze. lacking or hits my
Just a simple moment of time....
about the floods that surrounded my house and a few people sightseeing!!
Green - the colour of life
Well as we walk we never know when we have a shadow to follow this was a fun write and hope for others to enjoy.....
Spring sings a slow love song There are blossoms on the trees Oh my darling earth I love you like honey bees Flowers are blooming The grass is ready to mow The love song of spring a waltz to dance away winter's snow Eternal bliss is in th
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...
Reflections of a winter night,
just life
A montage of random lines, hope you like the effect even if the meaning is questionable!
I am fortunate to live in one of the most wildest and rural landscapes in America, teaming with abundent wildlife, so at any moment during my many sojourns into nature is found what I can only define as my Carpe Diem...that is simply to watch and 'enjoy nature'....
Thaes are the true teachings of my people
I was cloud watching last night
flowering poetic
Dedicated to those who experience a direct personal connection to Nature independent of any explanation. (Any attempt at explanation detracts from the immediate empirical quality of the experience which is the focus of this piece.)
syllable count for each stanza 2 4 6 8 2 - hope you enjoy it.
one of the 7 teachings the Aboriginal ways
Rain is everywhere no matter where we are some get it heavily others sparsely yet it is very much like life itself we get good rain and bad we just have to adjust to overcome obstacles. Was going to have a break but mind keeps ticking over and words want to flow, whether its good or indifferent it helps me to put down how I think or feel. So again the feelings get me to pen more.
Rituals of the New England woods.......
a cup may contain water but it is not the water words may point to the truth but they are not the truth form may express the essence but it is not the essence knowledge may lead to wisdom but it is not wisdom having knowledge is being
All through the valley once wandered cool water curving a clear course winding its way between hills before drought came, goats grazed. Now all lies silent slumbering in desert heat shimmering golden. Hot winds like hands lift the dust tos
We stand......Guilty as charged......xxx
Silly Poem with undertones.
Bummers=being down Im not really just thought it appropriate. Soph
from a friend 's great thoughts
Ancient the trees, trails like river, meander through. As my heart beats so does the kestrel, fly and free. And under the oldest tree, do I sit, stare and dream. Scents of oak, pine and cone. Eternal afternoons. Groves of green, doe
different smells of beauty
I'm not a racist though! I love every RACE but. A quick reminder on how some people think to be a black is to be nothing.WHITE or BLACK we are GREAT
Flowing across the street as if doing something so simple as to take a walk. Delighting my eyes with the colors of the rainbow. Music playing as it roars into a crescendo rising up to great you as if to say H..E..L..L..O.. This music is c
Heat that surrounds me. Almost to much for me to breathe. The sound echoing in my being. Surrounding me like the heat. Bright lights outlined by darkness. The storm is here.
From birth, reach for the light.
a slight breeze and loosely packed snow on yonder branch comes tumbling down in myriads of tiny snowflakes each flake becomes a miracle glistening in the streetlight like a diamond
A HIGH MAJORITY OF PEOPLE, NEVER SEE WHAT THIS WONDERFUL WORLD HAS IN STORE!
Enjoying the flow of life!
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