a three lined poem
This talks about .... Looking at the autumn sky at dawn. A scenic beauty. As the dawn breaks to a new day, the faint dark night brightens up to a new day. However, it's autumn. Leaving the three warm seasons behind and experiencing the cold of winter. Though everything is being lit up by the warm sun, the warmth disappear to a wintry cold instead. Life can be an autumn dawn. A season of pleasant weather and dawn a period of time which darkness creeps to light. However, as the dawn gives way to a bright sky, it is the end of autumn. Darkness may have left but autumn paves it's way to a winter chill. We may pass through events of life-a dark path then there's light. Night can turn to day and day turns into night again.It's the cycle of life
HAWK.....
as some know I live surrounded by acres of open crop growing land Hawks are not seen here as much as Northland and other rural areas, but even on the outskirts of NZ largest city, they are time stoppers.....
Nature is red in tooth and claw
The dulcet tones of birds Can brighten a day As do baby lambs At play. A soft breeze caresses Warm skin Nature can soothe A tempest within. There is great beauty in nature Great ugliness too There are days when nature is vile When the
Travel challenge.....Orientalkoru
this place is just amazing and diverse .........
"How is the weather in my daily life?"
My gypsy friend and her cards are right... I am rounding in circles and wasting my precious time However there is no need to fight... I can´t foresee my future but i will be fine... Tropical storms during this Summer here at the countryside Snow
A Winter's Dance
This seasonal experience is one which I have always loved and patiently wait for every winter....the beauty of nature!
Into the mist
Awake at dawn to the cold feel of the valley air My swag wet from the night dew The sun not yet above the mountain ranges The faint smell of the ocean lingers I stand and with wet feet and admire her perfect form Picking up my beauty with my
SUN..
MUSIC OF THE SUN, EXTRACTED FROM MY MUSIC STORE.
4 Seasons In A Day
never knowing what each day will bring......
Hummingbird
I see this every morning and was moved to express this simple little joy!
once more
whispered breath.....upon my door what direction.....i can't ignore dawn breaks .......colours in awe as birds in tune......sing galore still the trees......as i lookout no sound i hear..no roar or shout wondering .......on a womans pout as i
The painter
THE STILLNESS OF THE FIELDS OF GREEN GREEN GRASS THE ARTIST SITS WITH BRUSHES AND PAINTS IN HAND,HE FIDGETS IN HIS CHAIR, HE STARTS TO PAINT WITH SWEEPING HANDS EXCESSIVE STROKES TO HIS MASTER PIECE WITH TREES IN THE DISTANCE THE BLUE SKIES AB
Siren (sonnet)
sweet as the song that the Siren sings a voice above the waves cast from world under as the grace of her voice so casually flings building notes with tempest and harmony in thunder where many a man been lured looking into briny wave with s
Earth, Sea and Sky
Nature's Trinity iambic pentameter sonnet (ten syllables per line) (successive lines rhyme scheme)
LIFE'S CYCLE....
early one morning, the damp smell of summer
Hawks (Haibun)
Wandering along the winding trail I watch as hawks play ducking and diving, swooping and tumbling and climbing up again, making a magnificent display backed by their shrill cries to each other Riding the thermals climbing up in unison wild s
~As you Look to Northeast~
Sweet sight tonight so cold an sky lit bright. :)
Wind: 14 word challenge
Wind. God’s breath can be violent or kind. With chains you can never bind.
South Wall Blues............
It’s very rare I come here ........
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my name was but smoke drifting over flesh as yet to pass yet are we not all to young to be so acquainted with death bright leaves hung upon the tree of generation
New Day
Up early looking out window
No Blackness
As i stare up in wonder At the brilliance of the night The moon almost full Is an awesome sight The stillness in the air Helps compliment the view The trillion stars out Sparkle like diamonds new A night for walking Maybe hand in hand
Waterfall
As I walked through the trees in the far distance I could hear a rumbling yet tinkling noise drawn towards the lovely sound I moved into deeper denser woods few sun patches can reach through cold and dank, the air feeling icy chilled to the
Orchid (haiku)
Softly the rain falls coating the orchid in dew its buds glistening
Eagle Eye
i penned this after watching hawks falcons kites an also an eagle feeding on moths that were getting scared out of there hiding ground at work yesterday
Give me your paw, so I would have good luck!
Sergey Esenin Russian Poet
Woman
Women are from Venus? This orb so similar to the one with which you are familiar Yet, vastly different in ways that explain why you often feel smothered By-product breath
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Sycamore leafs on sticks of Winters bones shoals of seasons reefs lighthouse and the stones Spring is the song of butterfly's departing while cloud dragons roost on the coals of the sun
dark lake
Cold depths of winter The ripples of the lake The ducks and swans shield themselfs They hide from the blowing wind That belows the lake Cold black shadow Refelectd the ripples of the wind The cold chill freezes Cold bitten fingers and
A cave and the unlikely society
Beneath the shelter of the trees hides a cave that lies in the shade. From the outside, it seems like a place where darkness never fades. My plight of fear is wounded by the curiosity’s might. I venture in with a needless care as if something in t
Beinn Nibheis (venomous mountain)
As most of you will know Beinn Nibheis is Ben Nevis which in Gaelic meaning venomous or malicious mountain in a 5 year period responsible for 13 deaths. Usige Beatha means water of life in Gaelic
From A Seed
oak trees in particular have over 500 different types of insects living in them and certain butterflies can only lay their eggs in an oak did you know that what you see of a tree is only a third of what is underground?
Rain
Just wishing for a little rain today...
In Future's Defense
Bold feathers reflecting sunbeams red in flight’s pattern to elude small, winged force of nature protecting generations swoops outsized dives hard into vulnerability unseen but felt dark, small, unrelenting to distract from future’s cr
birthday
i wrote it for special lady
Simplicity
Salty mists an ocean sunrise Filtering blooms of orange an red Heavy raindrops glistening,reflecting hues Through the silk of a spiders web Bristling breeze through golden palms Bending with reason Mirrored waters isolated stillness Creating
SHUT DOWN....
twilight...such a special time of day.....
WINTER SHROUD
Auckland is of course the City of Sails...where many own some form of sailing boat in their lifetime.....but drape the scene in foggy mist, and eerie takes control......
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nothing to say really,but somebody I know was talking about poetry today
ARTISTIC PALETTE.....
unsual snow patterns have given NZ a reality check, though it is cold in the north, we hopefully won't have snow like the south, but this in our short winter, herald of spring ....so soon will warm, ready for summer when dreams are born.....
Rainbow
A magnificant wonder above my head As the curtain open and drapes the clouds Sunbeams multiply the colours intensity Evoking red of morning´s dawn Enlightening yellow of daylights glow Chilling green of the fertile grounds and calming violett
Storm at Sea rhyme
Storm at Sea The storm gathers strength air increasing its wavelength clouds rush as past they scurry the cold creates a snow flurry The winds fight as they battle cold against warm they rattle out to sea the waves gigantic as they rush