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this is about the works of the minor arcana, and the adept of the Magus further committed unto the great work of alchemy.
Coming tropical storm
There are a lot of busy bodies out there who think they are making the world a better place and are instead just being jerks. I can't stand to see parrots in cages. I went to this zoo where they had so many parrots crammed into a caged area that they had pulled most of the feathers off of each other. You can find this zoo in WI Dells, Wisconsin.
this is the only poem I ever wrote
A real place I've never been or seen, except in my dream.
Acrostic
The sun is shinning through the clouds Trying to warm a winter day I've got to be patient spring will come And chase all these blues away For now the chill lingers And soon the sky will be completely gray So for the moment with an unnoticed p
Are men from Mars? It must be true Just like the planet everything she needs from him is below the surface The thinnest air and pressure so low she can barely catch her breath when he is near His freezing Martian temperament, a cold that
It's a description of Rain.
Alone I sit staring at the cold grey sky All around winter's handiwork so silent so beautiful fills the land Drifting lazily upwards pillars of smoke rise ghost-like from the chimneys On the ground below the freshly fallen snow so qui
I am often marveled by the patterns left in the snow by the wind blown oak leaves.
early one morning, the damp smell of summer
It's a picturesque description of dusk.
It's a description about the moon
Devenport foreshore.........
Lake Wainamu...........wow
CHANGE ALONE IS UNCHANGING -Heraclitus (Poetic Prose)
Inside and outside my shadow.
Since I was a child, I have always admired the effortless gliding of vultures up in the sky. Among other gliding birds listed are albatross, eagle, condor, stork, frigatebird and seagull. It is a truly delightful to watch the marvellous gliding action of these birds way up in the sky as they ride the air currents. This poem is dedicated to them: the genuine avian sailors in the sky. (I have made some adjustments to the original to include some other gliding birds in the body of the piece).
Every beginning will reach its end add 2 lines 9/16/17 twk/3/31/22
Some sunshine to cheer up those experiencing winter blues
The poem is a drop of water, he gives the desert the idea of the flower.
unsual snow patterns have given NZ a reality check, though it is cold in the north, we hopefully won't have snow like the south, but this in our short winter, herald of spring ....so soon will warm, ready for summer when dreams are born.....
I wrote this especially for our tree-hugging poet Redex, and posted it on one of her blogs. It is in haiku format (3 lines: 5-7-5 syllables)
Evolution has made us Civilized But we still hold-on to 'Raw' Tribal signs become rage as 'Tattoo' Fur and Dead Skins throb 'High streets' 'Mother of Pearl' used in watches 'Feather' in Hats adorn the Derby 'Naked Bathing Pools' common in some
Ripening fruit swells more each day till skin so tight unable to contain the desire within bursts---- yielding its insides to the sunshine which enters her and touches the soft flesh - an act of love the eternal song of nature - earth rece
"You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars..." - The Desiderata
A single snowflake drifts to the ground As a Robin sings her melody She wraps her feathered arms around Her fledglings nesting in a tree A rabbit sees the tiny flake As she forages with her brood Soon it will be time to hibernate And no tim
a buzzing bee the sleeping dog awakens then bolts from the room dancing in the dark fireflies paint lines of light in exquisite designs multi-coloured lights searching the northern sky aurora borealis
The tunnel i walked was dark with darting sun light touching spots with tender caresses from leaf to leaf. Touching me too I smiled with glee. Looking up above to the cannopy of trees interlocked, swaying seemingly in a loving embrace. Life
Orange leaves curl Dawn chorus an echo only Dew lies glistening
Scene on a sunday morning walk.
Women are from Venus? This orb so similar to the one with which you are familiar Yet, vastly different in ways that explain why you often feel smothered By-product breath
On a cold, windy Autumn day Stared fallen Maple leaves Witnessed a golden ray Disguised in old clay; Heat of the chills Brought arousing thrills Sparking dimmed ashes Never burnt as if; Far i see some Life Fire in belly still survive For th
The almost surreal, leafless transformation to the winter woods.
i saw i wrote
I saw a monkey go down a drain grab a box of cupcakes, go to the roof to open each one and eat them.
Abstract of life.
A secret is only as good as The paper it's written on After being burned Flakes of gray float into the sky Memories
Spring arrivals of waves and waves of returning songbirds across the northern New England countryside.
Nature's only border is survival.
The sights and sounds of late summer.....
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