The Magnificent Air
The air we breathe is probably one of the most taken for granted things. It unites all living things. It levels the playing field. Some persons may consider human life to be superior to plant life. Yet, plants play a vital role in sustaining human life by replenishing the oxygen content of the air. They assimilate, into their structure, the carbon from the carbon dioxide human beings exhale and release the oxygen through photosynthesis, thereby replenishing the air's oxygen, which is vital for human existence (iambic pentameter).
HIGHLIGHTS OF GOLD
I feel we accept seasons because we have too, and actually enjoy the passage of change......
there are places
there are places in the world with untwitterable angst and sorrow dank cellars with young fear closets with secrets lurid and fierce numerous places where blackened hearts strive to outdo one another with ever greater conflagration and hate
sunflower
They come in All shapes and sizes A rose bud A bulb of life In its own cacoon hidden Waiting to be born In its deapths holding its new born The seeds New life waitng to be born In the darkness buried not so deep Wanting for th
~~~Coming fall~~~
summer is slipping away quickly where did it go school is back in session the children to fast they grow the leaves are softly changing vibrant shades red, orange, and gold against a brillant blue sky awesome colors so bold my favorite ti
The Question.....WHY
as we experience the tail end of the bad weather that rattled Australia earlier, leaving serious damage, we may accept and cope...but sometimes wonder....WHY
Berkshire gift
My Home The Berkshires Massachusetts USA
I Am A Wildflower
Personification
Rains Under the Storm
Just a thought of the day as I put it to another write. I am sure you all have heard on the news that Illinois was hit with a bad storm on 11/17th/2013 well this is also the town where my young child is at rest since 2007 when he was age 20 who would be turning 27 this next coming month and this same town where his grave & marker is was hit so bad and my thoughts went into another write today.
Three Fish
Okay, so it was way more than three casts, and well past dawn before I got my limit... I caught two on the first two casts and got overly optimistic. It took hours to get that ever-elusive third fish. All fisherman are not necessarily liars, we just don't let the truth get in the way of a good fish story - or poem...
Night Owl
Pretty self explanatory, I love the night.
On Autumn Winds
Features of willfull dispersion....
Stately Rose
my favourite flower Medicine The rose hip, usually from R. canina is used as a minor source of Vitamin C. The fruits of many species have significant levels of vitamins and have been used as a food supplement. Many roses have been used in herbal and folk medicines. Rosa chinensis has long been used in Chinese traditional medicine. This and other species have been used for stomach problems, and are being investigated for controlling cancer growth.
MANS FOLLY
The ground was bare as was the air from gusts and thrusts to stir compacted soil. The mothers toil came fast as the destruction cast darkness and death. She still had breath to give life but not without strife for floods and fire raged.
MARIJUANA
The words speak volumes no need to elaborate! Tweaked 9/6/17
~the Editor~
I was kinda thinking this today, putting it into words was tough, cheers and nice to be back writing and seeing some old friends.
West of Java
Karakatoa is actually North West of Java Not East
Heaven's Playground
I guess this poem somewhat reflects my interest and thoughts on astronomy and man's need to reach out beyond our little blue gem !
kicking back
Sitting on my porch having a beer In the distance the waves I hear This spot I have found Is rare and I have been around Ive travelled afar but nothing compares at hand To the peace and beauty Ive found the good land Its a magical place
A Road to where .........
Had to fix some plant up on the range west of where we live and work .......... Driving through Crediton State forest and onto Eungella Dam
never ending..........
bridal veil falls .........wow !!!
February
we have had a lot of snow in recent days and it's terribly cold. very beautiful, but I can't wait for spring )
The Beauty of Falling Leaves!
Tis Fall, the season of falling leaves of gold and rustic red!
Frogs
Where are all the frogs gone that used to hop in the field at the back of my home Where I used to collect tadpoles and keep them and release them when they were grown Back into the field where new grass was sown, Off they would leap 3 ft i
MIDNITE TO SEVEN
ANOTHER INTERVIEW ALTHOUGH IT SOUNDS EXCITING, AS LONG AS YOU'RE CAREFUL!
The Garden
There is a humming at my ear and wave-like sounding from a age-ed tree it's whispers blow like the ocean's hissing spell and stops to open sunlight on my face I sit here on a skirt of green and lock my fingers with that mossy claw above the
Sounds!
wondered what the sound of peace would sound like.
Today it rained
I visited an area where it had not rained for months
Coyote Moon
ran across a coyote last night in the forest....he was just a silver shadow on the path..he circled around and followed me for a bit...so I stopped and waited,tell he came back out in the light..we had a little moment,then he went his way and I went mine...
Atlantic Wind....
Living on the west of Ireland, you must shake hands with the wind....
Mesmerising sea
Mesmerising sea You tantalise me I feel your rythyms Calling me My lungs seek Your salty air My toes seek the Sand you share Glimmering an shimmering Like a sparkling jewel Taken for granted Would be a fool When your anger is up You
The days will be getting longer soon
It is all about Decem-brrr...
Natures Beauty
"A slow carefree stroll I took through the wild open forest... the heavens opened and rain lashing down, standing still I look to the sky, arms spread in welcome awe with a smile and no trace of a frown... "My body now soaked in the purest of r
~ wHEN wINTER bLANKETS ~
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Autumn Breath
I wander down the forest trails the farmer collecting the last bales golden brown they shine in the sun the whirr of wings as birds escape the guns The various gleaming colours of leaves as spiraling down they twist and turn the fields stripp
Winters Day
Its that time of year when we move further away from the sun and days are short The weather turns cold and the colors go dormant as the leaves fall The white snow comes and clings to the bare trees and covers the brown grass and has a beauty o
Black Diamond
The story of coal often used for heating and it's expensive counterpart the beautiful and often precious diamond. Written 11th January 2014
Sherwood
Ancient the trees, trails like river, meander through. As my heart beats so does the kestrel, fly and free. And under the oldest tree, do I sit, stare and dream. Scents of oak, pine and cone. Eternal afternoons. Groves of green, doe
The Fall
As the chilling rain washes away The last of the summer heat The intensity of which wilts An finally becomes discreet Light westerlies they blow An bring with them the cool Scattering the seeds of life Through the encumbent mule Leaves t
seasonal sentience
wasted body, wasted word the spider weaves pre-winter web wasted time is too absurd time of life does flow and ebb good for you, good for me falling into the whole good for things we cannot see lose ourselves beyond control harvest time
September Evening, Camano Island
I wrote this standing on the front porch in the woods of Camano Island. I looked up at the sky and described what I saw, and most importantly, what I felt - gratitude.
Shooting Star
Glittering silver shooting star arches the sky disappearing fast