The Volcano
How must ancient man have viewed volcanoes
Hurricane in the Hills
Inspired by a very rare Hurricane (Irene) now pounding interior New England...such noise!!!
A HUTT RIVER REFLECTION
A place I used to enjoy walking along when I wanted to meditate and think.
a sparrow
just watching all the sparrows as they chase off the crows.
Today
break from the cold winter
Air
Just a thought...
CHASING THE WIND
from a friend 's great thoughts
The Wind [p2]
beauty an the beast.....
Haikus-winter
a mixing of two haikus together and one regular
Weather The Storm
I just Love Thunderstorms and Rainbows.
Beauty
Trying something new?
STILLNESS TO STILLNESS
I wrote this poem, after witnessing a fairly violent rainstorm, the beauty of the silence, before and following it, and the awesome happenings of nature in between inspired me ! I wrote it in 1969, while expecting my 1st. child, my dear old freind a poet himself, Raymond Trowbridge was part of this inspiration.
Snarl of the Tiger!
Tis the law of the jungle, Eat ye or be eaten!
almost forgot..........
summer comes around way to fast up here in the north ...........the winters are perfect........and to short.......he he
A Single Lonely Cloud Floating By
I was cloud watching last night
Snow Is Falling
Snow is falling again ..looks great ..but i cannot wait for the warmth of Spring and Summer :)
Forrest
I just love forrests ,the wildness the smell of the trees,everything about it really.
echo locate
Blind too the world The high pitched sound Echo locate These creature of the night Flying solo they locate their prey Big ears they have For they cannot see Batmen they are not Hanging from the tree In darkness attracts The solli
Glory
Silent tears streaming from heaven gently gracing fertile ground decorates the living landscape with a whisper of a sound. Small green tendrils lengthen softly water wishes well to all watch the woods and creatures lively welcome earth's res
Cold 575
it was a little cool at four in the morning
My song
I just heard this in the morning and wrote it down
revisiting.......
every winter brings the same memories.........i know if i went there now it would still be able to amaze me ......a beautiful spot a beautiful time ..........
A White Shadow (Double Reverse Etheree)
The shadows of the forest beckoning I wander down under ancient trees that stately stand guarding all cloaking the hidden secrets from eyesight in the gloom hearing a rustle high in the trees there perched you sit still not moving a stat
~Beauty~
Happy Fall Everyone! Hugz, Pink.
for the sky and the bird
tree hugger vacates closet
Autumn
i wrote this as a child :)
Summer fireworks
The ball of lightning passed next to me. Luckily, I was not hurt, just shaken enough to write a poem.
It's plane to see...
i think ill make a song about this ......
no title
rivers through the sky the ocean weeps silence for the moon,stars in a cradle keeps and the waves go one by one marched a thousand miles to break upon are soul
It’s a bit foggy …..
Fog …..
forest
Hot sun Sky blackened smoke Rising Heat and flame Wall of heat heading this way Smoke and heat Fires rage gathers pace wind fans the orange flame Gathers speed Houses hidden within forest deep Green and tranquial Heat gathers wind
Empire Of The Ants
Another nature poem which I wrote on the 25th December 2013, many say that ants are like humans because they are the only other species that make war on each other, create underground cities and can become strong to keep law and order in their society.
~hummingbird~
My love for the hummingbird, a tribute too:)
Sweetly sung
Tramping through brambles and nettles to locate the source of such a beautiful sound. A tiny bird, perched high, just singing its heart out. I owe it much yet it asked for nothing.
Spring On The Wolds
A long and lonely walk along the Wolds To see the spring as it unfolds Rolling meadows that now are green With spots of colour to be seen As daffodils poke
Perfect Ending
So often everyday things like a sunset gets unnoticed and is taken for granted.. take some time to appreciate the gifts nature has given us for free.
Reception of a flower
dedicated to my poet-princess, - inspired by NOVALIS (1772 - 1801)
~~ A bit of Nature ~~
Just a simple moment of time....
Survival
I am Apodemus sylvaticus or otherwise known as the Field mouse
The Magnet
Standing majestic standing proud The illumenence of your profile standing out aloud Your mood it changes all the time With it colours that define Through the poorest journey you will find A rich ending an peace of mind For your ever prese
Wondering
Listen to the earth for its trying to tell you There is too much going on From wars to drillings an pollution abound It feels every wrong I am gentle earth an require the touch Of a very gentle hand I can provide everything you need So do no
Telling the Story
drought is one of the biggest killers in Africa certainly the biggest non man made can you imagine temps of 140% in the shade? how dry that makes the air and land? the scrub plants and grasses of the savannah will sometimes self combust they became so dry