Flower
a poem I wrote years ago
The Finnish land
Mikä on mäen ja dale maan? Se on niin kaunis, Maa lakkaa kesäpäivinä, Maa, jossa pohjoiset valot häipyvät, Joka kauneus kaikkina vuodenaikoina, Mikä maa on niin reilu? Siellä on paljon tuhansia järviä Hämmästyttäviä tähtiä yöllä Siellä on pal
Okay... I'm Back... Who is here still?
Can you still add images? I forgot how :(
Love
Feeling I might have found my soul mate
rosese
Roses are love any flower is more than grey or white. of any type lips and all sorts of greenery. moss lays any type is beauty to the bee. as long as I rose and leave the stem roots find your beautful
FOREST HUSH.
Coolness of a forest, sheltered from sun and giving solitude......for those wanting to replenish soul.....with nature's gift.
WEIRD MARYLAND WINTER WEATHER
I wrote this poem several years ago during February's up and down weather in Maryland.
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
DU BOIS
louisiana
Final Wrinkles Of Winter
Descriptive late winter write watching the seasons changing in northern New England. (Poem # 500) :)
Little Apples will grow Again
Nature. Where the growth formula lends its hand. The internal reflection of the root dynamic expresses itself and shares the mirror image as they blossom. When the acceptance root sprouts itself the mind no longer retreats. The journey seems possible
The Perfect Man
He will be tall or small. A good heart. A man complex backed with a good nature. Fun but serious Talented but silly when required. Compassion with desire He may be the perfect man But for my part I will do all I can
Reality
I recall a poem in my language, tried to keep the same meaning while doing translation
Sound
The song pertains to a little bit in everyone. The past, present, and future tense of what we had, what we lost, and regaining the strength to live on; but, also, to remind ourselves to never give up the thought of possibilities. I wrote this one 8-26-2021
Age
Age has a no Whats your no may I ask Are you old are you young You may ask Will I tell Or give you a no don't ask What is age have you Lived a life of stiff have you chilled with a life of ease you may ask will I tell you may have to
On Off
Bummers=being down Im not really just thought it appropriate. Soph
Who am I?
I can run but never walk, i have a mouth but never talk, I have a head but never weep, i have a bed but never sleep I give life to plants and trees I am part of the seven seas Im one with the earth I am separate from rocks and dirt I
Great Lakes Meteor 5/23/2012
Violent green drop of Jupiter Burning neon in the Mothers breath. Blessing the night of this reveler The bearing of this Gemini upon the Earth. Luna waxing near the path The "Panspermian" mote's essence dazzled Searing elation into all that esp
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
The Major Star (haibun)
The major star who was hundreds of centuries old was finally dying yet not in vain, for with its death comes new life and new planets formed as it splinters Water so cool and clear life giving to all our worlds stars birth formed you As a s
Swept Away
Doesn't matter what you say.... or what you do...in the night or in the day they will be coming for you...to take your life away ....take it right from you.. Should of listen to the warning signs ......No where left to run ....no where to hide Tomorr
AUTUMN
You shall notice the first words will spell the word AUTUMN. And out of those first words the poem is written. It denotes this season of Autumn upon us now in New Jersey.
Mavricks
love the movie "Chasing Mavricks" JUst a thought of words in my mind.
The Little Fir Tree part One
There was a plantation of fir trees for some unknown reason, most of them were three to four years old but one It was only in its first year of growth When Christmas drew near, the loggers came and started to cut down some of the oldest The l
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
Broken leaves
Ever crunched the leaf in step? As seasons spread Crawling seasons leapt Dug your hands in sand? Too far from water castles on the land Kings and Queens at the moat singing tunes From the boat Dance upon the redeemer tip toe to sil
Flowers
Some are beautiful Some are boring Some are used for romance and some for burials Others symbolize love While different ones symbolize hate Some are more than one color While others are plain and simple Some create friendships While others m
Rain
Life is like rain It has it's ups and it's downs Has it's exciting times But also dull moments It hits new people At every stop and paints memories In every heart Without rain There can be no life.
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.
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
Must I go once again
Just need to come & go take care my poet friends..
Years More To Grow
a tree planted made me think
Read letter ''A'' (Alif) means first means God''
it is poetry of ''SHAH ABDUL LATIF BHATAI'' HE is world's greatest poet.his shrine is in SINDH land. he is known as BHATAI,Because ''bhit'' in world oldest civilization language world which means sand...thousands years ago he was lived pile of sand whole life.
The one creator, all greats (don't miss to read)
it is poetry of SHAH ABDUL LATIF BHITAI,he is great poet of world.Shah Abdul Latif Bhittai (also referred to by the honorifics: Lakhino Latif, Latif Ghot, Bhittai, and Bhitt Jo Shah) (1689 – 1752) (Sindhi: ??? ????????? ?????, Urdu: ??? ????????? ???????) is famous Sindhi Sufi scholar, mystic, saint, and poet. He is widely considered to be one of the greatest poets of the Sindhi language. His collected poems were assembled in the compilation Shah Jo Risalo, which exists in numerous versions and has been translated to English, Urdu, and other languages. His work has been compared frequently to great Persian poet Rumi. Seyyed Hossein Nasr, Professor of Islamic studies at George Washington University, described Shah Latif as a "direct emanation of Rumi's spirituality in South Asia.
Day break
Light has crept away in stealth So again we to lie down to sleep That little taste of death And on the morn to rise reborn Awake you may hear a crack It is the crack of dawn the Break of Day. Soft is the auroral light o
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
Whisper Of Moonbeams
Where are you,oh so bright said I to the moon And the moon remained so very quiet, until The whisper of moonbeams climbed over the hills Oh there you are so bright said I to the moon you have made this my favorite night And the whisper of moon
Leaves are raining
by Flor (Fiori Cesare)
You
of a rose (by Flor-Fiori Cesare)
I am here
I am like the open sea flowing and free I am like the open air free without a care I am like the open ground strong and all around I am like the open fire hot and full of desire I am nature strong and true always here for you
An excerpt from a longer piece
I wrote this years ago. It is longer but these are the salient parts.
EXPOSURE
I lift the simple-- a flute the measured air sails through or drum of skin that vibrates beneath my sun dipped hand. I sing the romance of a vibrant heart. Hear far off cries and your living realms my aspirational pulsations. People