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Fourth abstract in my summer poetic series...with different themes of things seen and unseen..... :))
My favourite poem by Robert Frost.
Just thinking about my day....nothing too much... :))
I enjoyed taking some time off life's busy schedule to enjoy nature, it was well worth it, just thought I would share for those who for one reason or another are unable to have the opportunity.
Third abstract in my summer series... (working on some unique 11 line rhyming schematic...where the 2nd, 7th and 11th...last word rhymes... which has absolutely no significance whatever except for my own silly convention....!! :)))) )
My second abstract in my poetic series...some sights and sounds of "summer' .... here in the New England countryside on my farm.
This is a spot I love to go with family. Each time I do I am reminded of the beauty and tranquility that can be found in nature. This lake is found in Bishop, California and a place so dear to me.
just being me
i have many random thoughts that pass thru my head, and sometimes I write them down to re-read later.
Ok so I'm not normal, but I do so love the mornings when everything starts to come alive.
I’m on vacation at Cape Neddick, Maine. "His head was cut off, and carried to Orodes, the Parthian king, who ordered liquid gold to be infused into his mouth, that he, who thirsted for gold, might be glutted with it after his death." (an excerpt from the Project Gutenberg EBook of A Dialogue Concerning Oratory, Or The Causes Of Corrupt Eloquence, by Cornelius Tacitus)
revenge the earth will do if we don't stop miss treating her
There you have it.
For three nights I baited, painted, And smeared this vile odorous concoction. The second night there was no change. The third night I gave up. Time for a game plan change. Off I go, with my ex-lady friend To buy a Hav-A-Heart Trap. I'm roy
Off I go to Walmart, returning with Bait and a sixty nine cent paint brush. The sponge type that's worthless When trying to paint your house. Removing the contents of the bag, I feel As if the ingredients for the concoction, Will do the tr
The nest morning, the same signs, With a trail of poo on the mattress, Which is horizontal, on it's edge. But still no Opie. Deciding that there's nothing I can Do for the moment, I leave him A bowl of cat food and water. I've got a friend
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
Hastily I shut the door and Wondered, now what do I do? Possums can be vicious, young or old, As with any animal wild. I ignored my first instinct, and that was Grabbing my pellet gun, and Becoming the great white hunter. Sure, he was uninvi
In early morning Of November past, An urge of hunger disturbed My movie watching. Pulling myself from computer, I headed for my kitchen, for Peanut butter on cheap white bread. Beneath my bathroom door there seeped A light, in negligence,
flowers smell beautiful
A Journey
why do they do this
Not really a Haiku bc it rhymes
Inspired by hatching mayflies, when emerging from water have no mouth parts for which to feed, but only a few days to live with only one purpose left to perform .....to mate on wings
I was playing with words here to build a picture.
Just done with school and doing much better and going on a small trip and soon to be back here as the new me...
Sharing some sights and sounds of rural New England farmlife
At the crack of dawn.........
Just thinking of eath and life
a beautoful resurection xxSoph
Those magic days when the ocean is so beautiful........an the surf is pumping........
IT A FISHING POEM
the moon
Mother Nature has been so kind to offer such beauty that many others are quite blind Majestic mountains and flowing rivers rolling oceans, shimmering seas I am truly one of the the lucky ones for I can really see The beauty of the sunrise
The labors of the day is over and it's too early for bed Time then to relax and clear the head Stresses and cares for a few hours must be shed All work and no play and soon you will be dead Every man is an expert in his own eyes the greatest P
Hey Elo....I'm recalling a trip to the Atlantic Coast....along the rocky shoreline in the State of Maine....
Nature
At dawn, fishing boats in row on the pìnkblue mirror of the sea, Wait along the coast line, While a couple of sea crows skimming water Point at the fish
I wrote these shorts just for fun.
A sonnet to celebrate the short and beautiful flowers of spring found everywhere on the forest floor before the leaves of a canopy emerge....it's a truly magical scene...especially the little woods anemones......my favorite.
I wrote this in the night, while parked at a rivers edge ... I carry a notebook with me almost always
saw my brother write this poem, thought I would share it
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