flood damage
a families house is swamped by flood
Dusk
It's a poem about Nature
IN All
in all of my search my heart has lingered through the dark times and thoughts has ran through my mind like blood through my veins , my days are longer and my heart pounds even faster , my choice is to stick by the little faith of surviving , a world
"Real Life"
Word are your tools in life yes!. But not many people are saying how deep love can be or for that matter know how.
unknown
Its about curiosity on things I can't find an answer to
Autumn
Different colors do i see red, yellow and what a variety. Different trees planted here waiting for you to reappear. Different leaves falling to the ground wanting them to be every where for all to see there character lines from top to
Fall In Concert
Fall what beauty and what sound
Beauty
Thank you God i say to thee for making earth full of beauty and life that all can enjoy. Lord think you for the small things i see in life like a bird in a tree. Thank you for life for me and my family. Thank you for the SEASONS that
Surrounding me
The worlds so filled with colour even the blackest cloud adds wonder, everything around you so alive, things growing, people running by, reach out and feel the world at your fingertips, be apart of it, not outside, Gods is a beautif
RAIN
Rain drops on the window. PAIN coming down in spades. FEELINGS showing for all to see. BIG drops slapping you in the face as if to greet you. NATURE is God in humanity. PUDDLES on the ground look iridescent as if they are shinning back at me
Man or Boy?
Boys play house. Men build homes. Boys shack up. Men get married.Boy make babies. Men raise children. A boy wont raise his own children. A man will raise his own and someone else's. Boys invent excuses for failure. Men produce strategies for success.
death of spring
it isnt my best work some people like it others dont
Yosemite
This is a haiku I wrote many years ago when I was living in Clifornia. In the seventies Haikus were very popular in Northern Califormia, as were many things Japanese aand Indian: the hippie era and 'alternative' living and religions.
The old Oak
I sat on my swing early this morning of late night, feeling the wind lift my hair, caress my face, whisper in my ear. Watching the upper most branches of an old oak tree swaying in the blue moonlight. A sturdy oak tree, thick of trunk,
Memories
Writing about memories in relation to a garden, the garden in our minds where memories abide
Hearts Flower
We can relate to nature in our feelings when in love the right person can bring about so much within you and others can spark the interest but over time will eventually die. So careful choice of our partners can influence so much in our lives.
No way back?
Flowers and trees, birds and bees these I know, but..... snow, on a summers day, this I don't know, what I see, is an anomaly, mother nature running free?, natural change? we can't rearrange or self design, have we crossed the line?
Daydreaming!
Alone, being alone, colourful visions, deep in my mind, Eyelids flicker in wonderment, from what my eyes have seen, Yet those dreams of mine are lost in time when I awake, And though I try to recite for to remember the night, my dreams are
CENTINARY
it jt d seeing of a luvly careless noon..........
Winter Comes
winter
Poet To Poet 6/15/14
Miss you all, I have a few extra classes this session, Dropping when i can, I don't have time to comment much but know I am reading!!!! SAS
Jungle tales
Just felt like writing some prose, not really a poem
Fire and Ice
Some say in ice. From what I’ve tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice.
Dean Martin
..the end..
Road-Song of the Bandar-Log, Rudyard Kipling
From "The Jungle Book" by Rudyard Kipling
The afternoon brings the dust
bit of prose
Paradise
Sun's ablaze A summer's day Rare to this isle Of skies so often grey To despairs doom And sorrows decay All noise lost among the child's play And bloom of flowers In garden and in vase Heat to ignite the spirit In smile and joy aflame
A PRAYER IN SPRING
My favourite poem by Robert Frost.
moving stars
Stars. but not so fast.
In the dead night of day
I was gullible then later I was... ripped off,stuck,floored,nailed,defamed,ridiculed and more. People suck.
The Colorful Rose
You are not familiar with the hardships of solving enigmas O Beautiful Rose! Perhaps you do not have sublime feelings in your heart Though you adorn the assembly yet do not participate in its struggles In life’s assembly I am not endowed with this
Trees
trees and fall
Caught in the rain
Random
Sunny days
A few lovely sunny days amidst all the rain we've had in June, urged me to write this :)
colors of the wind
you may think I am nothing but a ignorant savage, that is not true, you've been so many places but I don't believe the savage one is me. how can there be so much you donant know about me but are still willing to judge me?, how can ther be so much tha
ejection
can happen; what has to go, has to come out
A Rainbow has sprouted
Different colors in the sky I look at them and wonder why you changed your color today. For once you was a different color now you are all new a color you have bloomed into. The colors of the rainbow are here for you to see in all VARIETIE
Night sculpted
rave on, rave on, got a feeling, go with it
Life
Life as meny people know can be a b*tch, But life as I see it is like a river, As it starts it is fast and urging to go forward But as it flowrs old, more mature or experianced It slows and widens. Life like rivers must come to an end Some d
Spring
Spring is the time, we get either thunderstorms or showers. May, we get those nice smelling flowers. And the flowers, here come those bees. It's the time of the year we get allergies. So, enjoy the nice weather while it's arou
For me a man
Manly. Food. To my soul, mind, body. Yummy.
Welcome to the lake
love relaxed swimming in the natural lake