Tropical Splendour
This is my signature piece of writing, as conveyed in the last three paragraphs: "At such moments alone with nature one can feel a strange unity .with everything around. Unity that is so strong and overpowering that one loses consciousness of one's individual self; one has no consciousness of time and space but only of that moment - the infinite eternal NOW. One's consciousness seems to merge with a deeper consciousness of the unity of all things in nature and the cosmos. One experiences an awareness of a deeper reality that is impossible to describe in words. One makes contact with one's cosmic roots in a dimension where time and space are irrelevant. It is the synchronisation of one's consciousness with the absolute and ultimate reality of the cosmos." As a young boy, around nine or ten, I used to love to be in the sugar-cane fields in my native tropical island, Trinidad. I got a natural high, being dazzled by the brilliant sunshine and listening to the sighing of the sugar cane leaves as they swayed in the breeze like the waves of the ocean. I felt that Nature was speaking to me, transporting me to another world where I connected with my cosmic roots, becoming part of the unity of all things.
Linear way?
So we live our lives in a linear way, we are born, we live, we die, nothing more to say? First Spring, wonderful and new, then Summer appears, brings happiness and fears, seems to last so long, but then its gone, and Autumn takes its rightful place
Beautiful Me!
I am simple yet complicated with an intellectual soul yearning to be understood and not easily forgotten. I am a person who appreciates different perspectives even if they do not fit into my idealistic reality. I can mutually share with you the
Blue Mountains
The famous Blue Mountains World Heritage Area, about 60 km west of Sydney. The "Blue" colour is caused by the refraction of sunlight through a very fine vapour of eucalyptus oil given off by thousands of trees in the heat of the day.
dark clouds
dark clouds hovering in the sky permeate my being creating a state of sombre calmness deep within the core of my psyche unperturbed by distractions in the environment I find tranquility and peaceful serenity in the innermost depths
Rain
Just another rain poem - a sister to Redex's "The Sky Cries" My second nonet. I used the centre format this time. My first was "Old Age".
Memories
Writing about memories in relation to a garden, the garden in our minds where memories abide
PANDEMIC
MORE CRAZY THOUGHTS I VOICE HERE.
a together time
when I awakened at daybreak, I first went outside all about on the ground there was fresh fallen snow I quickly gathered a new stack of wood for the fire then headed back in the house and over to the stove my body was still stiff from the day’s w
Earth
This one I wrote was 12-10-1993. This is the idea of pre-history, history, future tense post-history and then a time when there will be no history at all. With Thanksgiving drawing near, you may want to be sated with what you have now. It's better than being solo. Like Earth.
A Walkers Ramblings
Along the footpaths a mile and a half's stroll Cross the motorway good job there's no toll Ice House wood where summer flowers bloom Negotiate the road where cars and lorries zoom. Up Dog and Bear lane at a steady amble Into the trees and skir
Glitter Stars
Stargazing
Chitter-Chatter
Last of New England’s fall days. Leaves have almost completely dropped and the sun is now low in the sky.
Appalachian Morning
Reflections on the stillness of spring morning in upper Appalachia
Reality
I recall a poem in my language, tried to keep the same meaning while doing translation
Nature Haiku 5.7.5.
Nature.
Spring
life renewed
Autumn Blushes...
Inspired by Autumn colours...
SOFTLY SOFTLY....
The sky from every angle in a soft pastel twilight mode, never seen before.
Man's heart
It is a fine write!
GIFTS FROM NATURE....
Some say it's...finding themselves.....and accepting it.....
ESCAPING THOUGHTS....
Hokianga Harbour....
Bright And Pretty
I wrote this piece 3/27/1998. It's a blues/ a little jazz song. Every cities the same, except the people that live there.
HEALING NATURE.
A scene can change from peaceful to violent.....nature must be respected....
Madman in the hills
Madman in the hills
SEASONAL CHANGES.
Even Covid can't put spring on hold......
Late Summer Fog
The quietness of a morning fog blanketing my rural valley causing such a stillness to overtake all other normal activities....its very peaceful.
GOOD BYE SUMMER
Summer is waning and Fall is on the way.
Sound
The song pertains to a little bit in everyone. The past, present, and future tense of what we had, what we lost, and regaining the strength to live on; but, also, to remind ourselves to never give up the thought of possibilities. I wrote this one 8-26-2021
BLISS
BLISS
WINTER ROSE
Update 2/5/21: My Winter Rose is buried under 4 - 5 feet of snow!! A beautiful Helleborus niger plant like mine. A/K/A Christmas Rose
El Parque
Its a peaceful place.
Morning haiku
staying by the beach
It’s a bit foggy …..
Fog …..
Padrone del Mondo
Per essere Padrone del Mondo ci vuole poco: Un paio di scarpe robuste quando fa freddo E una camicia larga e lunga quando fa caldo. Poi si deve andare lontano, davvero lontano da te stesso, Cosi perso e cosi stanco … Cosi solo … E da tutta ques
If I were a bird……..
It speaks for itself ……..
Summer Rains
Sometimes we need to be cleansed by the summer rain.
Strawberry Moon Born In June
A sunset followed by a full moon in June.
Forgotten Realms
The stresses of being an adult in colonial society
Just like that……
How quick the weather can change ………
Troubles Behind (Haiku Challenge)
I love Haiku!!
Oceanzest 5.7.5. Haiku Challenge.
Haiku Challenge.