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Age has a no Whats your no may I ask Are you old are you young You may ask Will I tell Or give you a no don't ask What is age have you Lived a life of stiff have you chilled with a life of ease you may ask will I tell you may have to
nice to be home again after a hardship and exertion
can happen; what has to go, has to come out
Within a forest in a glade, Is Nature's finest green brocade, It's nestled by a secret stream, Inside the mirror of a dream. If I should pause, to change direction, Go to that place of soft reflection, To sit beneath a sylvan bower, Some dap
The subtle difference between Haiku & Senryu.
This week I discovered some guerilla gardening in an alley near my house, quite a joy...
From "The Jungle Book" by Rudyard Kipling
You may see him standing, In the white glare of the Sunlight, On wind-blasted panes of ice;- A Winters' Sea compressed, To float across the salty emptyness. Now the Bear stands as a symbol;- As solar light returns to white;- Above a lat
Visions from the old farm.
Life end of the road.
Sometimes we need to feel a connection to a sense of place and time.
Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf’s a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.
Mother Nature is unsettled. Is the world in disbelief ?
One breezy day suddenly this simple idea came in my mind about the day. I had some sort of tranquil and ecstatic feeling at that time.
bit of prose
Mother Nature can be a cruel thing at times, especially in paradise.
just a few for fun
love relaxed swimming in the natural lake
Concluded writing this song 7-3 2023. This is another abstract - but is it? I had another name or two for this that I liked better in mind, yet allow me to ask you what title would be best, and perhaps why? lol Until then
rave on, rave on, got a feeling, go with it
"Beauty is truth, truth beauty,"- that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.tw -John Keats (Ode on a Grecian Urn) (I wrote this piece in my mid-twenties)
Reflections of a cool summer day in New England
I was gullible then later I was... ripped off,stuck,floored,nailed,defamed,ridiculed and more. People suck.
Ripple of water cascades follows the river bank ebbs and flows the jagged rocks cascades down burrows From simple flows the stream widens and flows sounds of water cascades Down waterfalls power and surge sound fill ones hears to th
Just a thought come to mind
Watching the garden outside, eating ice-cream and wondering why I am back. But kind of happy to be back.
Just felt like writing some prose, not really a poem
I love those brief early summer nights when fireflies so delight my childlike curiosity.
Just pondering winter
This poem seems fitting for the occasion.
beautiful day in spring, sitting in the forest
buried my toes in snow earth so brown below brown frozen holding down snow all over earth like crown I was freezing pretty pain from one snow flake it kept me for sure wide awake was I something death could take another devil for God’s sake
My favourite flowers
The rain falls gently on the rooftops, A soft patter that never stops, In the darkness of the night, The raindrops shimmer in the light. The world is hushed, the streets are still, As the rain continues its gentle trill, The leaves rustle in
a little ramble on ancient rituals
Minimalism
A few years ago I woke surrounded by a harbour, not living at the side. I had 4 Great Danes and 2 New Foundlands, and sat on comfy couch amongst my dogs. We were raised out of the water, as we waited the water level to subside. We'd moved the horses and stock in time, just incase.......but sadly recent floods came with no warning for so many......
Spring for some, over here its cooling into Autumn/Fall
Human nature brings out new determination....but it takes time.....
Contemplating a definition of a pattern of frost on my back porch window.
just musing around, where are all our poets, winter hibernation?
mysterious cocktail
Thank you Happy! Ken...
When you are far Among friends of other circle, Let in your heart it is deep The message of the girlfriend sits!...
swade says it well, we all wish we could bucket brigade it out to sea. ;-/...
Really enjoyed reading this ... look forward to more ... welcome...
Very nicely penned Socrates, Peaceful read ! Mick..............
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