Happy Samhain!
Learned a new word today from a Wiccan friend
Ozark Autumn
Beautiful here yesterday!
Rejuvenation
I breathe in and out with excited anticipation, yet another beautiful day out there calls to me. the cool wind blowing slightly, carressing my face and my fears, nurturing my every thought and taking me into it's embrace. I focus on what's ahead
Ocean Views
Waves come in, bringing more sand Then take it right back out again Building up here, breaking down there Maintaining the balance of nature’s design Crashing-wave bubbles, frothy and white, Some bursting in their glory, under the sunlight Other
The Monarch of the Glen
this poem is dedicated to the oil painting of the stag called the monarch of the glen by sir edward landseer
Lobo's love
true story... http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lobo_the_King_of_Currumpaw http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ernest_Thompson_Seton
rain drops
i love the sun i hate the cold i especially hate the rain the wet water on my face on my lovely coat and shoes cold and damp i feel the rain falling from the sky maybe shower or large drops of rain sometimes ice mixed in the rain when i was
Fear from a deer
Its about a deer who fears man
The Lion Hunts Tonight!
A hush falls accross the plain.. For tonight.. He Hunts.. The moon peeks through an errie fog that creeps like Deaths Breath.. All the inhabitants of the plain strain eye and ear because.. They know.. He is! His mass
rustic leaves
I looked out from my window onto the ground below beside the small roadway a grassy bank where stood this lonesome tree the early year saw it right bough break by mothers natures hand standing with a missing arm it seemed and now the rusti
Tremors
Im in Christchurch for 5 daysto help, through my work, the earthquake scene down here. Getting ready to put some things together for a hard week tomorrow, but a very rewarding one.. Sophia
PEACE AND SOLITUDE
LOTS OF TREES IN THE DISTANCE THE RIPPLING WAVES ALONG THE SEA SHORE OVER TO THE LEFT A SMALL BOAT RISING UP AND DOWN ON THE RIPPLING TIDE CLOSE TO A SMALL ISLAND THE GENTLENESS OF THE RIPPLING WATERS FLOWING IN AND OUT BY THE EBB Of THE TIDE
The Dolphin,, Haiku
Not sure.. did I get it right?
breeze whispers
Stepped out of the door putting trash outside nothing glamorous there When you touched me i just knew it was you wind..i always do In a second i was with you you brought a picture seemed like a meadow vast and green standing by a lake
Night and Day - Haiku
Inspired by Gashly's latest...
harvest
Farmer sow leave seed season crop rain sun wind wheat sheaves harvest hands machinery workers gather joyful barn full blessed
Seed
This poem came to me quickly a while back. The words just flew into my head and left me happy. Please let me know what you think of it. Thank you.
trees (haiku)
trees are shedding leaves natures calender is turned leaves meet ground again
a tranquil place
I remember a farm there in bala in a valley secluded, alone, silent looking up to the hills sheep grazed lazily and further back big mountains lay keeping silent curfew the still trees the bladed fields the distant hills calling for res
Descending Night
As she crouches atop a rock the sea water laps at her feet. She hugs her body, but shivers still against the cold coming night air. The thin gauze like dress does little to give cover for the black gash shows against her soft brown skin. The
still waters
Adorned in soft blue colours as wet and silky too bathe in such cool water tones and dye of blue she has soft liquid skin transparent ever new while we look upon her there is, another view beneath the garment lies world unseen corals g
Night Stroll
Night Stroll Lost in the dark of the night, memorized by the tiny flickers of light, the stars,that have me going round and round,in a trance. I breath in the Autumn night,and it leaves me intoxicated, so dizzy,my mind goes astray. Engu
ocean view
Standing on the edge of an ocean looking out to sea Feel the wind on my face today like before on a beach called yesterday Drink in the splendour warm to the view distant horizon long and blue Ocean you call me to come to you in
Ode to a Harley Ride
Rode a motorcycle for 1st time in 20 years it was amazing and i want to do it again!
eternal springs of water
The cool looking blue lake lay still and peaceful around the mountains looked down on her while all around the trees and grassy bank lay still, restful, fresh the morning air and into this quiet scene she stepped unrobed into the water cool,
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
Garden at the Edge of the World
In the distance huge waterfalls plunged out of sight as the clouds passed by to the naked eye a place as yet unseen in a place somewhere there lay for the dreamer a home a place to dwell garden at the edge of the world where raindrops jo
lynn brianne
Upon the hillside of lynn brianne under a spreading tree over looking winding water wide as one could see forest lay beside her as lovers there today side by side to stay essence peaceful landscape inspirations thought man is one with natu
To Autumn
Come on fall!
Tarzan and Jane
the record was recorded a while back the words are always important freedom from the politics and hustle and bustle rumble in the jungle Tarzan and Jane
bifurcated
for furthur reading: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bifurcation_theory http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Serpinski http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Interpersonal_relationship
Mary Bevan
thinking of my great grandparents daughter..died young
Holding On
Heavy on my heart Like a boat with a hole at the bottom Water seeping in, it’s sinking, Sinking… Captain’s got to go down with the boat But he’s secretly waiting for rescue He’s hiding at the tallest point, Fearful, weary, Breaking do
sea
sea why do you draw me so its always been this way i love to find you where ever you are and gaze on you as the morning star rivers why do you draw me so compelled i am to look from humble start brook, stream, river too upon bank or brid
Wild Fire
No warning given, it began. A small and feeble spark. Tinder ignited and wind did fan. A glowing ember in the dark. The fields had grown both high and dry The winds now shifted east. And flames leaped up into the sky And so was born the beas
falling leaves
Natures morning the wind blows through plays with leaves upon the trees loosen fall leaves to their knees swirling sounds she pipes a whistle as she arrives then shakes the trees lifts the leaves casting them down then skips along a gent
Don't give up!
Never give up and never ever quit.Never put up with anyone's shit!!!The life that we live is in our own hands and how we hold it is how we stand!You live in this life to be happy and free.So why live a life, that will never be?Trust your heart and wa
FALSE HATRED
About RACISM and food for thought for they racists Black is beautiful and a combination of colours are the flavours that makes the world beautiful.
swan
swan graceful elegant wings fly sail but she has an angry side swan
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 :)
(The Rain)
Herein this water hit the asphalt warm. and refreshing at the same time smelling good just like you got out of the shower. steam all over you making it last and so touching. it once is the fog is hot and cold smooth is the breeze. lacking or hits my