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As i stare up in wonder At the brilliance of the night The moon almost full Is an awesome sight The stillness in the air Helps compliment the view The trillion stars out Sparkle like diamonds new A night for walking Maybe hand in hand
Red-moon alignment’s ruby rays trickle, tracing winter’s illusion.
dotted with sparse areas of roses and the seeping water on its roots surrounded by evenly cut grass does the gardener come hunched down the weeds are coming up like a spartan army ready to sink its deadly spears onto the rose, to drain it of
"shhhhh.....shissssssh" "be quiet"...whispered "Can you hear that?" . . "What is that sound?" Is it far...a faraway train whistle lonesome from song of mainline? Is it the soft ting of the tea kettle cooling on the stove, bending it
Nature's Silent Healer
Coconut tree Stormy weather Nothing to see...
Sit in, turn the key Into 1st feel the thirst No better way to be free A car is like a woman Many virtues you need Understanding, appreciation, respect These are the keys Not an object You become a gear A comlicated being Love, yet fea
Things we have to fight for usually turn out quite good.
ON HIS PEARCH MY LITTLE FRIEND SITS HIS BLUE AND WHITE FEATHERS CLEAN AND BRIGHT CHIRPPING INTO HIS MIRROR HE SITS BRINGING ME SUCH DELIGHT I OPEN HIS DOOR OF HIS CAGE, HE POPS OUT HIS HEAD AND GOES BACK IN AGAIN WITH AN HELPING HAND I BRINGS
sitting on a park bench
Yesterday we don't understand why it happened The many things in life too hard to explain Joy laughter failures misgivings That in our memory still remains There are times we can't control the systems of our lives Which leads us to experience
October, breathing fire returns; sweeping the contours of the hills until the shrouded wood exhales into brittle phantom lines. The starlings are back. They amass the giants; these ancients oaks that line my street, making huge reckless
My niece has to submit a poem to her class.
Hello,Just dreaming about a Fisherman that is lost out at see.I was painting today a canvan of a Boat and the Ocean and came up with thi silly little Poem.Sometimes it is ok to be silly.
Fun little poem I wrote one day because I had Frost's poem in my head lol
Mesmerising sea You tantalise me I feel your rythyms Calling me My lungs seek Your salty air My toes seek the Sand you share Glimmering an shimmering Like a sparkling jewel Taken for granted Would be a fool When your anger is up You
I love being outside. Observing life going on around me. I love the 4 seasons.
How to Die Beings hurry by, no time to enjoy what they witness. Never notice the sun how it shimmers through trees that or this accentuated. Few care to tiptoe into the swirling eddies. Careful not to find the magnificent hidden creat
Defining words of horses. This was written on an observation of rounded up two-year old colts and fillies. At birth they are imprint trained, halter and lead broke. Then they are turned out to pasture to grow and thrive. At their two year birthday, they are rounded up and vaccinated, gelded as needed and saddle trained. Imprint training works wonders. After a few tense moments, they settle down and remember the imprint training. They handle very well and training them is a breeze. :-)
butterfly sits serenely, it's wings unhinged sucking sweet floral juice un-impinged by matters bigger, of a more peopled face emotions acrid alkaline, or bitter base that many of those humans seem to display 'stead of slurping the juices of t
Sorry, I was outside feeding the chickens and I heard a hawk and it ran through my head and I had to let it out..
Try something different
Days surround the Buck Moon Snowy crickets and katydids pass through nymphal instars to journey into another year. Snows-of-winter visions both behind and in front day lilies, already in bloom in gardens dancing with toads. Wild blueber
Sun dappled shadows dancing across the ground While leaves rustling to the gentle breeze Whispering their secrets to the trees And the trees sway ever so slowly Nodding their branches in agreement Flowers their faces turned to the sun Their hap
So often everyday things like a sunset gets unnoticed and is taken for granted.. take some time to appreciate the gifts nature has given us for free.
just a cool take on sailing..Soph Just cruising on the hauraki harbour, with dophins at our our stern. simply beautiful.
Hawk sailing On summer breeze Mice run for cover
Jagged lightning Sky it severs Thunder rolling loud Clouds are boiling Dark and threatening Rain upon the ground Muddy rivers Forming torrents Flooding land around Farmers standing Still and shell-shocked Watching life Being washed
we have had temperatures above 98 degrees f for the past 4 days.. today it is close to 110 and humidity.. Did I mention it is really hot?
I wrote this for my mother because she is in wheelchair and loves the garden, so every year I go out and plant her a small garden in the patio outside our front door, so she can sit in her chair and enjoy the perfume from the flowers.
just a thought
BLESSED
written one dark night with the wind blowing...I had a choice to make and make it I did.
Alone he lives with no friend or foe far from civilisation Animals come and eat from his hand Know the gentle soul within him A rough bark hut for shelter he has And leaves to make his bedding Roots and berries for food he'll take For meat's
In todays fast paced world, society is always in such a hurry.. that they are often unaware of the gifts that are right in front of us... IF we just look
I just don't like staying within convention
While thinking on "nothing", I was inspired to write this.
The sky is such a pretty blue,i am surrounded by a slight touch of the morning dew.i feel the fresh crisp air around me,i can hear the birds chirping other beautiful sounds of nature.The flowers that were sleeping and closed have now opened to add m
My 1 year old chocolate lab Macie Mae.. is goofy and strange and I adore her.
just feeling nostalgic
Dry and parched is this land just dreaming of the rain The dust swirls and spirals up and no birds sing. The hot wind with gentle hand lifts the desert sand Stirs the dust and tosses it around and around again Dry and thirsty is this land wh
Observation while driving to work today
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