TRUTH - TURTLE number (7) teachings last one
Thaes are the true teachings of my people I try to live my life as my Creator wants me to I was born to mother earth and to mother earth I shall some day return
You lost little flower in wild happiness.
I did this today. It made me feel a little bit lonely while i was writing it, well maybe i'm just a lonely person after all. But i always say to myself every day: I'm happy! So i am and i feel happy most of the time. I wonder if there is a bit of happinees in lonelyness??? I like the possibility that the flower has in the poem, to have the day always around it. Life is day and night. Everybody must rest sometime. Why does the flower have to stay up and does it not need to sleep? It has already built the nest, it still is lost in wild happyness. I could write more here but i wanted it to be just a simple poem but when i think about it..it isn't. With hope you like it :) Foxyfairy.
Beauty Is Here
I think that i will never see a poem as lovely as a tree. Since i moved to Park Forest town the trees like in a forest are all around. I see all kinds of beauty in all the trees. When you look up in the sky the leaves with color are eve
The Bell Tolls
Sleepless nights/ Coltrane is dead/ Closed minds/ Forgotten promises sealed in flesh, sleepwalkers, with the bell tolling drenched in brackish tears, my heart grieving from lack of ambition
Ragnarok
we stood in the frame of time the tree of life bent down to her to whisper poems disguised as wind my forearm is her width entire yet her strength is mine doubled we make our indentations on the fabric of death mine an oaken scr
Muir Woods
A Haiku poem: A Japanese lyric verse form having three unrhymed lines of five, seven, and five syllables, traditionally invoking an aspect of nature or the seasons. In nature there is no good or evil. It's non dualistic. Inspired by Joseph Campbell.
Sunrise
As the sun slowly crests the horizon Life stirs, the world awakens You can feel the earth move beneath your feet As if slow rhythmic breathing And as you lay your ear to the ground You can almost hear a faint heartbeat It is then you feel one w
Autumn
Written 36 years ago. Wow, I am doing some serious digging. Some works really are TIMELESS. Enjoy!~
The Mountain Vista
Mountain ranges all blurry peeking through the mist The sun is still rising as it does the mist disperses Showing us crevasses faint wandering paths near to steep ravines trees dotted around A quiet magical time follows the dawn deer ap
My World, Your World, Lost world
If I can lift a finger, someone might lift a hand
Legacy Of Rodeo
The Legacy Of Rodeo
To Belong (Waterfall Challenge)
just thought i would drag this one out of the cupboard seeing how there is a challenge on........don't usually repost but just could not pass this opportunity up .........
AN AUGUST POEM
Some lines for August.
A Flower Is Born
Celebration of everything unique and beautiful found in this world
Wind Snow Seagull
Wind howling forlorn thundering through the tree tops branches crashing down ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Snow swirling, whirling coating all in pristine white like diamonds glinting ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Hear the lonely shrieks as seagul
Rain
The tragic queensland floods.................
SPARKLES
Love love my sparkle angel dust in nature and on my floor even though I vacuum!! Not glitter but sparkle dust!!
greensville .......EARTH........[Mizzy]
how i see green he he .........
The Secret Glade
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
Blossoms (Haiku)
Inspired by how beautiful and fragrant what we call life when we desire to be attracive like a flower.
Feather
Ever get so inundated with life, love, stress, the mess of it all, not know where to turn, and find solace in just simply watching something simple do its thing? Weather it be a feather floating in the air, or a sunflower basking in the sun, or a horse grazing in a sunlit pasture...we all have those simple things we watch...to de-stress.
My Vision (smmerwind's challenge)
hope you like this. Phyllis, this is how I would like our world to be I live in hope some day it will come true
Its winter time
The approach of winter the cold the rain we long for summer to come to brighten are day
The Possum Motel Part 3 Room Service
Question four; What does a possum eat? Figuring it was rat like, almost anything. To the kitchen I go , and as if looking For something to eat for myself, I stare In the refrige as if it had some hidden Treasure ready to be found. I grab an ap
The Cascading Stream of Life!
Enjoying the flow of life!
~~ Take Away a Breath~~
Just a lot on my mind
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water in a diamond sky reflecting dreams upon the eye surface in the depth we see souls are made by the free but my hand and the pencil were still part of the tree
Hanging on the Edge
Cliff climbing.
Our Souls Renewed Once More
just my way of saying thank you to my loving husband for taking the time to show me a very beautiful part of Queensland... I'm forever grateful!
scatter 'em there
it's a struggle
Special Place
Cant say too much ...........if you happen to stumble on this place you will know what i am talking about.........
Harvest Time
all of Nature's Bounty
lightning strike
in the grand theatre opening in the Heaven,s drifting across the sky, cloaked in darkness whistling unseen voices darkened within rage, nature's forces at work rising wind salute in static hair raising falling down the spine banging
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In the hall of hands where the red god runs with the yellow deer time is a sea immortal embedding the magic of mind in shape with smell of smoke and song of flame guiding fingers in paint for I pray to the shamans of a different dream h
Free Flight
Paragliding
COURAGE - BEAR
Every mother understands this one
~~~Tonight~~~
was dreaming of summer and the warm, comforting breeze..with the moon shining down
The Story of Life
This poem applies to all living things: animals, plants, birds, fishes, insects, etc. Regardless of the type, they all undergo the stages of: Birth Growth Maturation Reproduction Decay Death iambic pentameter
~night's lit by day~
Marionette's at play till the sun burns the strings of the moon fell away. At times in a day crescent moon sky high sight. Sun chase's it down as earth's in ellipse. Silver cast day eclipse of the sun moon's in the way with shadows at bay. Solar flar
Joy to my Garden
What can I say...my own little oasis !
Reflections
Life has so many tiny pieces scattered all around us......
Gorgess.........
a jewel in a desert of sugarcane...........