Chipmunk Philosopher
Anthropomorphism is quite entertaining.
Night and Day - Haiku
Inspired by Gashly's latest...
Winter Solstice
Winter Solstice Winter lashes out with awful fury knowing the solstice means her time soon will end. That tail between legs hangs as days lenghten and land frozen and icy will begin to warm. Winter's raging blizzards coat land white with ma
Cold Winter’s Brush
A cold winter night splits a moonbeam light and etches on a window-pane a pattern of frost to rival any artist’s brush a sketch to paint so agleam. A pattern so delights On canvas versus glass Nature’s hand is seen.
Little Honey Bee
This is with out a doubt my shortest poem to date, simple in context the little bee gathers all the nectar from the flowers then returns back to the hive, job completed. Written : 22nd July 2013
To be Free
The day we leave home is the fallen acorn from it's tree the branches it gets caught the quary of rocks are the roadblocks we face in life trying to have a clean, free path to our end.
fledgling
a little bird told me this one...
DAFFODILS
This is one of the most famous of Lyric Poetry ever written...
NO CHARGE LEVIED
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
no title (Rubaiyat)
those penny's about your brow the only crown to which I bow kings and queens on their own feet whose hands not stranger to a plow
Illusions
You sit on the beach, and watch the sun set You gaze way out beyond the cliff, and watch it rise Who is trying to deceive you gentiles? It is only me that spins I am Earth
playing in the snow
snowy days winters cold frost bite in my toes cold noses hands are chilled down to my fingers and toes cold am i playing in the snow snow balls we are makeing having fun, snow ball fights in the snow snow men, where making sticks for ar
Monkey See...Monkey Want
I saw a monkey go down a drain grab a box of cupcakes, go to the roof to open each one and eat them.
Autumn Song
Wow, this was written 14 years ago. There is much reflection with autumn's coming. What have I accomplished this whole past year? As I take stock, I feel the sting of yet another good~bye in my life. Each season turns yet another page of that life. Live well. Laugh often!~
One Breath
Breath me in Inhale me deep Let me fill you Make your breast Rise up and down Letting hands touch Open lips will part Shedding tears much All over bare skin Heart pumps again
I call her ‘my angel’…
The above is a composite of my six daughters…
~Mush~
Face to the wind icicled hair head laden so. Dogs are in mush, lakes a plateau. White stricken wind horizontal flow moccasin's laced to the knee on rail's stood. Five team in tow beards split in two. Trapper's on trail he carved all in team. Cabin's
Once Upon A SIlent night
A winter night in my front yard. beautiful
MANKIND TO MICE
seasons, whatever our feelings.....we have no control unless we fly with birds to a changing climate
walk on the wildside
Casual walk By waters edge The swish of water Ebbs and flows Chill of seaside air Whispers of faint sea breeze Fills ones sences The wind ebbes and blows from gentle breeze Sun low in the sky clouds above dark and over cast Cast
A Crescent Moon
Pondering the shape of a crescent moon
~Waving~
Blue water grabs hold, takes my eyes for a ride Aquatic holograms of life swimming by Our sun is mirrored, sailing waters ontop Swells take the air, as they grow side by side. ~Bentlee~
Shadows and Light
Just a mood...
~Lakeside~
Split in half sun over water it crests. Heels of my feet on cedar in full rest. Mug in the hand steamin coffee rests on legs. Mirrored water breakfast ripples of fish that'll bite. Morning mist paints the air over water six feet high. Shore to shore
A Harvest Moonrise
The sights and sounds of late summer.....
Seeds and Souls
Our days in life are like a tree with so many seeds sown upon the tips of so many branches and when the warm sun come they will open and all will fly away in the wind and scatter back to the ground.
One Winter Night
These cold, colorless New England winter nights sedate such solemn feelings.
Flowers
Happy cinquain today! Much love to everyone! Enjoy the season's flowers!
Einem alten Märchen (A Fairy Tale Of Old)
Snow you return to us again Schnee, du kommst wieder zu uns zurück winter's grip seems to retain Der Winter hält uns weiterhin im Griff like out of a fairy tale of old Wie aus einem alten Märchen a certain spirit sere and cold Ei
night sky
Infinet depth of dark deep secrets,awaiting the flow of explorations of ones eye,gazing into paradise of midnite sky. Sparkeling gems suround as moon light pours through,seducing earth below. Sitting silent awaiting the golden gaze of night to exhale
Awakening
The darkness cleared into the new day. The world smelled fresh.....clean. Cool air whispered hello to warm skin. Awakening the spirit to life.
the flowered feet
Beyond the window she saw a field of green lie silently the blades of grass cool view within a purple yellow sea Through the field barefoot she trod as tall grass brushed her ankles there that purple yellow quilted scene that was the glimpse
Apogee in July
Days surround the Buck Moon Snowy crickets and katydids pass through nymphal instars to journey into another year. Snows-of-winter visions both behind and in front day lilies, already in bloom in gardens dancing with toads. Wild blueber
Summer (Part3)
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....!! :)))) )
Carpark Blues .........
Early morning surf check ............
NATURE'S MIRACLE.
shadows...erazed by dawn
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
bird haiku
bird raises its wings insect in grass stirs to look and is gobbled up checking all around bird steals remnants of dog food then flies to the trees tucking in its wings pelican dives and misses fish scatter laughing soaring in th
Sunny day
Her Hair sways, She dances in the sun Her eyes sparkle , She glances at the sun Her heart beats, She feels the heat of the sun Smile dances upon her lips, Beads of sweat drip, Skin bronzed, She basks in the sun.
Sleeping Minds
We are within, who we are, about time, we knew it, and stopped blaming Sophxxx:) Its a beautiful day here, I relish it!
* * * * Fragrance of Blossoms * * * *
I wrote this poem about my sons when they were small - we were living on an orange orchard in the country and it was such a beautiful night.
Marvels of Migration Part 2
Read Part 1 to get the story