Ozark Autumn
Beautiful here yesterday!
Summer (Part 4 Lightning Bugs)
Fourth abstract in my summer poetic series...with different themes of things seen and unseen..... :))
Moon dance
Moonlit nights enticing and inspiring me to write.
More Snow
"I don't know if we each have a destiny, or if we're all just floating around accidental-like on a breeze, but I, I think maybe it's both." Forrest Gump
flying-thieves of spring
flying thieves children of the spring it's time to gather, rest and sing the work is done. March is at hand.. who will now start the dance ..hophophop non stop up to the montain's top?
Frogs On A Log
Went for a walk in the woods today and got blessed. Hugz, Pink.
Silent protector Haiku style by gnj4u
I never wrote a Haiku Gnj4u saw one within my poem... thank you dear sweet lady..
Four Haiku's
Icy is the breeze as it flows over the Tundra making big snow drifts Cheeky monkey waits until your back is turned then steals all your fruit Golden ray of sun blazing paths full of sunlight warms as it touches Rain teemi
WONDERFUL SIGHT
taking nature for granted....
HAIKU
this is my day today
I GOTTA GO
A HIGH MAJORITY OF PEOPLE, NEVER SEE WHAT THIS WONDERFUL WORLD HAS IN STORE!
A Quiet Shoreline
The sonnet is reflective of a quiet nightime stroll down by the sea on those rare occurrances when the sea is calm and all the stars are out shining brightly. I contemplate what I must do to capture this feeling and make it last in my mind.
snow snow
snow snow from above covering the land with snow,frosty winds with the wind chill factor ,most of uk is coverd in snow biting winds fros
Beat Fast Your Little Wings
Beat fast your little wings why we wait your arrival and all that you bring and sing on changing gales of spring! Who’s content for your revival? Listening to your competition calling away your love with all of his composition. So build fa
Rainy day Beach
Working on a cottage has it's attributes:) I wanted to share this time I had today with you all:)
"phenomena"
sharing my fascination with space :)
My Cat
About my cat!
Beauty....Look
Nature
A Life Of A Bee
days of gone by like a busy bee gathering its nectar in a blistering heat beating its wings in a fast motion keeping its stripped big body from falling out of the air They work together gathering resources signaling that food is near by
Stars and Dandelions
Deep down in the blue sky Like pebbles on the ocean floor They lie submerged till dark comes... Stars unseen in the light of day. You can't see them,still they're there. Even things not seen are there. Petals drop and withered dandelions Hid
darkness knocks
To sit and drwell Sipping beer Refreshes as one sits relaxed One views the surounds The sounds around Birds echos calls Sound of water on the lake the gentle breeze To feel the heat of the once summers heat now a cool gentle breeze o
echos
Into the void The open space Sound echos Vocals clear Silence broken The echos The vibe of sound Echos around Deafend to the noise The cold the darkness surrounds The echos the drips of sounds The water drips from cielings high Cast
Distant Darkness
In the distance the darkness can be heard, silent rumblings of days to become nights constant companion. The artist lay down her brush as vermilion and crimson become red, cobalt and imperial become violet, burnt umber becomes, all.
My Gracious Lillies
Things we have to fight for usually turn out quite good.
The Rainbow Dance
Inspired by a rainbow
unborn
Bare skin Liquid surrounds Enclosed within Membrain thin Surrounds To swim within The liquid of life Unable to breath No voice Sound heard Voices outside Mothers voice Comforts Jesters comforts the Unborn soul To toss
The Silent Man
a beautoful resurection xxSoph
~Last Leave . . . . to Fall~
orange embered sky fixated upon sweet harvest moon, fluent fall wind echoe's gossip filled leaves, through tha air cross ground they've let their tree go, chatter away in blown piles some stay some blow, yellows red oxide rust green brown silver ora
October Forest
The almost surreal, leafless transformation to the winter woods.
Haiku 7 - Nature's Diamonds
on the rose petals sparkling with the morning sun bright dewdrop diamonds beneath the streetlight glistening on the snowflakes sparkling white diamonds on the ripples shimmering in the sunshine dancing water diamonds
A Sandy Bank to Dream
Nature abstract.
Be quiet......
Just thought of those unreasonable vulgar post on the forums and to see if my English has made a progress during the study.....hehe
After The Storm
In the quiet of the land. Rose a storm of mass destruction. No bombs or help by man kind. Just natures hand. No one knew how big it was to be. Or how much hurt and pain they would see. No one had a chance to run. Before the storm come and w
Whitianga Dawn
waking up to the sounds of the ocean right across the road as dawn exposes the beauty of Whitianga..........a very special place a very special time
Spring Meadows
Maybe getting a little ahead of myself as I long for end of winter that the growing, glowing, warming sun will bring.
Frost, Tea, and Toast
On some cold New England mornings before the sun gets goings frosty images appear on window pains.
Night Flowers (Midnight in the Garden)
The sweet fragrance of flowers that bloom only at night...... perhaps pollinated by moths and attractive more by smell than by sight...interesting analogy.....isn't it? Evening Primrose (Oenothera) Angel's Trumpet (Datura innoxia) Night scented Stocks (Matthiola longipetala var. bicornis) Giant Evening Star (Mentzelia decapetala) Night Phlox "Midnight Candy" (Zaluzianskya capensis) Four O'Clocks (Mirabilis jalapa) Daylilies "Moon Frolic" and "Toltec Sundial" (Hemerocallis)
Night Light
I was playing with words here to build a picture.
in the farmer's song
so, i got to thinking about all those words planted in my language where fertility grew them to leave and stalk and pod the farmer's words scatter my fields like seed on clod watered by thundering flashes awash, fertilized and germinating
statues on the beach
rusting statues coverd in barniccles lined up in rows along the beach tetherd not moving some high some low coverd in sand some standing tall where they stand metal objects that stand and glare out to sea they watch passing ships, passin
once upon a time....
when tourism overcomes the delicate beauty of a place and the load or should i say waste that develops from the volumes of visitors there.....
Fabulous Fall (haiku)
Chilly breeze blowing Colored leaves against blue sky Musky scent of Fall