NATURE'S VICE.
Nature comes with beauty but also danger.......as survival of the strongest......
life with Trees
I walk everyday I just love trees
DAWN LIGHTS...
You can lie in wait for the explosion of light....which is always spectacular yet brief.....
HOKIANGA HARBOUR......
The west coast harbour at the top of New Zealand remains safe from tourism, for many reasons.....Sand bars block the entry and few boats sail upon its waters......instead its raw beauty remains with a few historic settlements.....and tourists who found it, and never left, living side by side with locals......
The Modest Visitor
You rarely come to visit Even less the last few years Was told that you'd be here this week but you did not appear The family were full of cheer Got dressed up for the day All set to really welcome you But then you stayed away You really
My Galaxy Is Yours ......
As the sun sets and the darkness arrives, the galaxy's of the stars well collide, new ones are born and old ones well die, telling the story's night after night the little one's in celestial flight, shadows an dust with a spectrum of gas, planets app
CLOSE DOWN......
tonights sky out my windows.....
Lone Wolf
Winter survival
WAKING LAND
Cloaked in thick mist, wait dawn Sunshine heats, so land is born Gradual clearing, visually behold Defined valley, kiwi farming gold Where water lies, heavy mist covers Dispelled by sunshine, protective lover Keeps mystique, romantically aliv
A Throwing Stone
The life and times of a beach stone made for skipping once in the span of humanity on earth. Okay..maybe twice....
Blossoms and Bubbles-----A Couplet
Blossoms And Bubbles As I entered the garden the scents enticed rampant rose blossom the arches fenced. Cascading aromatic blossoms greeting me amidst the climbers were the sweet pea. In the centre stood the patio so glamorous sparkling
DEAD RED
Just a storm thought on a stormy night... love looking out the widows, wondering what others are up to right at that minute....
Blue Sky, White Clouds
We are part of Nature and Nature is part of us
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all the sands from the beaches were grains of gold in her eye though we marched across her breast in tiny boats her mind was still as glass and reflected sky
Biting Cold
I am very taken by Alaska and the often harsh life there. Pity I am now far too old to live there lol. The freedom from rules reguarding building and many other things appeal. Like when I lived in Africa only so much colder This actually an epic but CS does not cover that form
Winter's Silent Beauty
---winter's handiwork so silent so beautiful---
Round or Square
I am so excited I have the honour of being picked as one of 20 women to feature in "Women Writers of the Year 2016. We will each have 10 poems in it. Very Happy Days. It is due out in Spring hugs
Birdsong
Poetic Prose
Can't smell the roses ...........
there are so many types of eucalyptus trees in oz........the oil is a blessing in so many ways ............these trees are ancient i am sure for they were here before us [white fella ]
4 Seasons In A Day
never knowing what each day will bring......
Dancing
just fun
Snow
Winter's coming, bringing the soft mantle of Snow.
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I don't know,but sometimes,I have to find some way,to relieve the burden of being myself,if that makes any sense at all. Its like a pressure that builds up and causes tension in my mind. Then the rain comes and washes it all away.
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water in a diamond sky reflecting dreams upon the eye surface in the depth we see souls are made by the free but my hand and the pencil were still part of the tree
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nothing to say really,but somebody I know was talking about poetry today
Hidden pearl
In its shell The spec of dust Irritates The linnings It sits and drwells It thickens and grows It layers swell Thicker thicker it shell begins to grow sparkles as it grows the pearl of life born of grit Hidden in its shell Finders k
MANKIND TO MICE
seasons, whatever our feelings.....we have no control unless we fly with birds to a changing climate
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
Japan
Fresh, Cultural, new experiences, beauty everywhere, from pond to pond, koi fish to koi fish, when your cherry blossoms bloom, and fall upon the earth's bosom, Ah what a sight to behold....
As Autumn's Breeze
As Autumn's breeze starts to show its face so does a gradual cooling of land begin. Mottled colours of brown, green and golden leaves drift down, spinning and twisting. Bare branches start to appear as the trees are stripped and scurrying inse
The Beach
As I walk along the seashore Waves beating against my feet Skirt pulled above my knees Hair blowing in the breeze I reflect on my life Past times, good and bad Memories I'll treasure forever Heartbreak tucked away wherever The wind makes my e
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
INFERNAL COMBUSTION
Four seasons in one day, a song no longer, but a prediction Four seasons in one day, will because of our hydro-carbon addiction.
consumed by noise
The sound of iron on Rolling tracks We travel to detinations end into are world we sit Are ears consumed Noise bellows all around the clatter of sound voices heard laughter screams consumes ones ears Oh to sit and drewl To hear silence
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
POP- UP-WATER-FEATURE
those lowlands, that fill in heavy rain.....attracting bird-life....
A New Dawn
She calls… A silent whisper of cloud Drifting across the lake… Toward the brilliant trees She calls… A screaming silence Heard by the birds and flowers And the consciousness of slumbers She calls… And we all inner hear The gossamer of h
The Old Tree
Poetic Prose
gravity
Gravity pulls From outer space Expands are universe Gravity waves Hidden from view faster faster are universe expands To the far edges of unknown space To the black hole are gravaity pulled Gateway to hidden space
SEASON CHALLENGE.....
challenge for today....
MOODS OF THE WIND
I walk 2 miles a day through all kinds of weather
~Day of the Riot~
So was it a riot or was it a riot.