perspective
a line or chaos vision, whether you step back or put your nose to it they still look the same zoom in or pan away the line is still a line the chaos is still erratic but both are beautiful serene in their own right the vision before the e
seedling of life
from a seedling to a plant from a kitten to a cat life comes in all forms to which has its own function seems life comes in all forms shapes and sizes to suit its enviroment and to suits its needs to help them hunt for food and keep themselv
Ants
Ants are amazing creatures, able to carry many times their own body weight.
A WINTERS RIDE
Iam posting my poetry that Iv wrote over the years. I hope you enjoy it
simple like water
I wish I was simple but I am like water I can be clear or cloudy calm or to rowdy I can be cool but like to get hot gentle as rain but turn into a squall soft as the snow or rolled into a ball I can be salient or made to steam be re
Dusk
It's a picturesque description of dusk.
What Is Simple Anymore
Sharing the adventures of a kayak journey along a beautiful lakeshore.
Tropical Splendour
This is my signature piece of writing, as conveyed in the last three paragraphs: "At such moments alone with nature one can feel a strange unity .with everything around. Unity that is so strong and overpowering that one loses consciousness of one's individual self; one has no consciousness of time and space but only of that moment - the infinite eternal NOW. One's consciousness seems to merge with a deeper consciousness of the unity of all things in nature and the cosmos. One experiences an awareness of a deeper reality that is impossible to describe in words. One makes contact with one's cosmic roots in a dimension where time and space are irrelevant. It is the synchronisation of one's consciousness with the absolute and ultimate reality of the cosmos." As a young boy, around nine or ten, I used to love to be in the sugar-cane fields in my native tropical island, Trinidad. I got a natural high, being dazzled by the brilliant sunshine and listening to the sighing of the sugar cane leaves as they swayed in the breeze like the waves of the ocean. I felt that Nature was speaking to me, transporting me to another world where I connected with my cosmic roots, becoming part of the unity of all things.
Bottle Service
instant and awkward the word just spurt
To Lanagan
Equal time for home sweet home...
Farm Life at Dawn
As dawn starts to streak across the sky heralding in the new born day feisty rooster already perched on the wall giving forth with all his might, he crows Sleepy hens, ducks and geese scat for worms low moos emitting from the milking parlour
A Lake Somewhere
just whimsical thoughts
three cheers for the blues
two dogs had I I have to say called one Hipp Hipp called one Hooray Hipp Hipp a husky fearsome, true Hooray a spikey Kerry Blue and so I built my cabin small we hunted game from Spring to Fall time moving on from then to this
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seasons of the wind,we dream silence as slow as the mountain breathing Autumns scarecrows
Nature's Balance
water.....
HAIKU
Saw this yesterday
New Bride
This is a poem about the power of nature on ssensuality.
The Root
Some thoughts on creativity.
Inspire
earthy
Flow River Barrow
This poem is about one of the three sister rivers in Ireland, the River Barrow.It tells of it's journey to meet the sea and meeting it's sisters. The river Nore and the Suir are the two sisters.
"The Summer Breeze"
The Summer breeze is passing by I can't believe it's true I must make each moment count I don't know what to do. May we had some sun, it didn't last too long, June was such a bummer July started out like June and then it turne
Jack
Jack Frost
Dromer van het Minnewater
Daar bij het krieken van de nacht waar de avond op mij wacht toont het water een gezicht en laat Brugge weerspiegelen in het licht Minstreel van de eeuwige kasseien tussen de heren en lakeien spelend een lied verteld ik u verhalen over gepeupe
The Wind
This was told to me by the wind last night.
Gentle Blessings
gentle falling rain a gift sent straight from heaven soaks earth with blessing
Break of Dawn
lovely time of day I like being the only human in this secluded valley
The House Upon A Hill
There's a house upon a hill With a view that's breathless still In the valley below The echo is so surreal No way to describe happiness inside Forever to feel,for love was built In the house upon a hill The sound of the breeze Has a hom
In The Gloaming
The hunter set off just before the gloaming adjusting the straps of his high powered rifle it was a long way to where the stag usually fed a majestic stag sprouting twelve point antlers Climbing high up the rugged mountain side he trekked fast
Picnic
Just imagine the warm spring breeze, looking out to a wide open field surround by beautiful trees, grass so green, you can only imagine in dreams, just me and you drinking wine talking about anything. Watching a sunset that when it gets to th
angry seas, seagulls and sands (hauki)
angry seas rolling wave on wave each one larger swamping the small boat seagulls circling harsh cries ring out in the wind plunging and fighting sands stretching for miles seaweed and shells scattered wide strewn debray everywhere
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it was a rose with no petals laughing at a thorn with no blood for my soul was red as Autumn a sea holding dreams of the moon echoes in the tide will say written in miles and miles of sand
Free Spirit
Inner struggles of a survivor.
Here it comes..........
Summer rains finally here .......
Build me a snowman dream . . . . . . . . . . . .
Got to love snowball fights....
The Emerald Isle (Haiku)
All my life I have wanted to visit Ireland and I know I will one day... hopefully sooner rather than later :)
view over the mersey
view of the mersey
A special person
There are all kinds of people in the world some are common some are special some are happy some are not happy but nobody can be happpy all the time and I believe nobody can be sad all the time too.
The Wind
As trees whisper an rustle their leaves White caps are forming on washing seas Eagles are soaring to unseen heights Shallows are surfed on billowed kites Snow capped mountains are made bleak Ripples are created when you are weak Spinefex roll
482 trillion miles
482,047,280,601,006 to be more precise
Muir Woods
HaiKu
Taking what I Have
Yes I must go for awhile just thought I would drop by and say my hello's and leave a gift of a few of my writes to let you know I still have it within myself~~ but breathless22 will be back soon yonder the breath she leaves behind in poet's corner....
shewolf
Eyes red Scaving blood Fangs dripping She Prowls er domain Paws arched She follows the scent Her pray Claws and fangs ready Flesh from flesh She tears apart For she the master of her domain She the shewolf