Peace
Tranquillity
Summer
Just thinking about my day....nothing too much... :))
This Mining Town
Revised version of a poem I wrote last year; much longer than what is allowed in here... Sometimes Life has plans different from the ones we have...
On Winter Shores
The most surreal images of a late winter day sitting by a shoreline.
Spring Showers
A sonnet with reflections about a sudden spring shower while out working in the fields of my New England farm.
Flawless Peach
The flawless peach attracts us to consume so that which once sustained is sacrificed gone but for the layer peeled away left to decay and the pit that allows history to repeat itself.
sciss or
being the cut-up i was back when i lost my nut and she bolted away i found myself half of scissors say singular scissor not much more than an ice pick is, more to the point yet what can be done when two useful parts fall apart, depart
In Defense Of The Rain
Some folks like to complain And are very fickle They fume when rain is falling And fret at a mere drizzle Wild birds and animals They all need the rain Which gives them water For their lives to sustain The plants and the trees And all th
The Tree
Rising high into the sky For centuries stood the tree Bound by roots that run so deep Never to roam the land free So many things hath passed that tree Their l
Wishes
May flowers grow in your footprints May birds sing outside your window May your smile warm a sunbeam May the leaves sigh to you as they fall May the wind caress your face as it blows May the raindrops glitter to your touch
SPRINGTIME GOWN.
just adjusting to the start of a kiwi spring.....
The learning tree
We can learn from trees they provide us with all that we need
Shadows Of Time......
A tick-tock a magic clock, the hands connected to minds that divide days ,with a consistency that always was an always will be, a driving vision that sets forth the birth of new life ,the seas will fall an stars will rises again, water will flow like
Zen Enlightenment
(haiku) The above stated may seem simplistic but it is not. Zen is a way of seeing. The things of everyday life remain the same. It is one's way of seeing that changes. The change may require years to take place. True spiritual practice is not founded on attainment or on the miraculous, but on seeing life itself as a true miracle. In the words of a Zen master, My magical power and miraculous gift: Drawing water and chopping wood.
HEART OF THE FOREST
My, I have so been in the mood to write today. This is my attempt for now and I think it speaks for itself. Blessed be fellow poets, traveling through this dimension. Merry part till merry meet again.
Listen
At the crack of dawn.........
Seasoning
Chilly here today, supposed to be in the seventies again next week...
Have you seen the light
I see the light that shines on me it's not the sun but something within me All my life I have seen this light is it my soul that my minds eye has in sight I feel that the world is not what it seems I try to ignor it but its not that easy Wars arou
WINGS
haiku
"The Bursting Sun"
In the Twilights Gaze Shifted unrelentless Wind Dark Clouds of Red and gray Lightning,crash,thunders rash Above the restless sky A sudden twist,an airy mist Waves of rattling rocks Howling whispers of angry thrash Flashes of blinding light
Love on the rocks
10 syllable by 10 syllable one in a hundred then 10 syllable rising to twelve midnight dreams
Canvas At Work
change of season gave me this poem
My Little Leaf
This sonnet pays tribute to each and every leaf I have ever shared my life with.
Appalachian Morning
Reflections on the stillness of spring morning in upper Appalachia
Cosmic Reality
In the perspective of infinite time and infinite space the natural order prevails there are no problems only the absolute and ultimate reality of the cosmos
A Sonnet to the breath of Spring
Each Spring we're intoxicated with the new breath of life in its sightless wonder, regardless what part of the Planet we live in, fills us with the joy of life.
Poppies Bright
Love the Poppy.... a hope for brighter times ahead
Happy Samhain!
Learned a new word today from a Wiccan friend
Christmastime On The Trail
A quiet Christmas.
AS SUMMER WAKES
those warm night when summer allows beach parties and get-together...
Late Summer Fog
The quietness of a morning fog blanketing my rural valley causing such a stillness to overtake all other normal activities....its very peaceful.
A New Day Begins( A JKu)
Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap, but by the seeds that you plant. ~ Robert Louis Stevenson ~
SEASON CHALLENGE.....
challenge for today....
Lone Wolf
Winter survival
Winged Lovers
Inspired by hatching mayflies, when emerging from water have no mouth parts for which to feed, but only a few days to live with only one purpose left to perform .....to mate on wings
{Nature Is Calling}
Once while I as wlking in a garden, this poem struck me.I observed Nature at its best and this inspired me to write this poem.
October Mist, November sticks
My poem is about my time of year. My favorite to be exact. I felt so alive writing it as I could feel the time around me before it has arrived.
Amazonian Rainforest
Studies have shown, different strains of virus an flu bugs are being released from the rainforest daily as they decimate hectare by hectare. Fyi.
Struggle
The battle of life and death is often blurred by our own reality.
Equinox
the form used here is Abecedarian which uses each letter alphabetically in turn completely different from the ABC form
snowboarding
Heel toe, heel toe Flowing down the mountain Back and forth, back and forth FLowing like a fountain Left to right, left to right shredding up the snow Stay on edge, stay on edge imprints everywhere I go Weight on center, weight on center win
Felix Falls
Fearless Felix faces fall from 24 miles above earth’s crust stepping out of space capsule door one step to free-falling, without flinch in God’s or in science’s trust. Humbling moment, one with all that ever was or will ever be no thought o