Art of war IX
Touch your face. Eyes are making love. With a mind of their own. Fingers glide to your lips Limp, they ever so lightly, Brush that full pouting lower lip. Relaxed, it moves like A Force come over it. So light, all you could feel Was your li
Cueva Oculta
Being inside the earth is like being inside yourself
CLOSE DOWN......
tonights sky out my windows.....
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
life with Trees
I walk everyday I just love trees
NATURE'S VICE.
Nature comes with beauty but also danger.......as survival of the strongest......
It's plane to see...
i think ill make a song about this ......
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soul of songs in flight dreams in tides of light moon of the seasons bright for Spring was the blossoms sprite by beauty the wind alight mind the soaring kite sett sail to stars own height
COLOURS........
Colours represent to me the seasons, that here in NZ we can almost experience in one day, though snow is confined to the more southern areas....as the north is semi tropical.......and spring, summer and Autumn the seasons we experience most......
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Sycamore leafs on sticks of Winters bones shoals of seasons reefs lighthouse and the stones Spring is the song of butterfly's departing while cloud dragons roost on the coals of the sun
AT ONE WITH NATURE....
an unspoilt bay in early morning.......rejuvenating and fresh
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rivers through the sky the ocean weeps silence for the moon,stars in a cradle keeps and the waves go one by one marched a thousand miles to break upon are soul
SHUT DOWN....
twilight...such a special time of day.....
SURREAL NATURE....
For some....a christmas card scene of snow, will never be reality.....
DAFFODILS
This is one of the most famous of Lyric Poetry ever written...
The Question.....WHY
as we experience the tail end of the bad weather that rattled Australia earlier, leaving serious damage, we may accept and cope...but sometimes wonder....WHY
NATURE'S COST.
We have heard our recently NZ has experienced a succession of natural disasters......causing havoc for many....but it's not just NZ, as the world pays with rapid climate changes......
Void
Once a month, the reminder of emptiness so that you are tuned to your body’s harp strings, strung out on the harpsichord of all your nerves & hammered bloody blue as the crushed fingers of the pianist beaten by her jealous lover. Who was
A SIGN OF THE TIMES.
I wonder why, we did not care enough to listen, we’ve been warned of fire and flood. We’ve witnessed starvation, and world depravation, and yet, we still stay smug We’ve knighted Sir Bob, gave a few there a job, and believed it was all we could
Sunset
This poem, is my attempt to describe in words what I observed while out walking late on a summer’s evening
Flowers
Happy cinquain today! Much love to everyone! Enjoy the season's flowers!
The Pagan Mister
on lammas-eve, a witch of the dust stands before lugh with her breast bared against his twilight (which beckons august). silver third eye blinking up towards the moon- sliver of smile, summer soir goddess brighter than a bonfire at midnight n
Moon dance
Moonlit nights enticing and inspiring me to write.
Blessings of Creation
If You Made The World And All Its Beauty Men Women And Children Wild Life it Would Certainly Not Be for Men To Ruin it feel Free To Right Your Comments, Joel
Once Upon A SIlent night
A winter night in my front yard. beautiful
Savannah Night
There was an uneasy feeling that night on the savannah. The creatures were jumpy as they huddled and grazed. Startling at each new sound, one stamps its foot and the vast herd flees, from what they are unsure. The lions creep through the long g
Lightning
The lightning cleft the sky apart turning momentarily night to day. Enormous forks cleaving the heavens whilst sheets scatter the clouds. Uprooting trees as it strikes and setting some on fire to blaze away. While animals and birds cower tu
The Wind
When it left the Artic it was as a wild angry wind that stormed its way across the ice bound Artic ocean. Blowing the snow clad icebergs and whipping up the ocean. As it crossed Alaska and into Canada it had gentled now it played games with leave
Grain of sand
Though I am but a grain of sand Shipwrecked upon this earthly strand, I dream of infinite delights Encountered high in heaven's heights. I’m looking up beneath night skies Where star-strewn oceans fill my eyes, And cosmic pearls in ink-b
Winters Day
Its that time of year when we move further away from the sun and days are short The weather turns cold and the colors go dormant as the leaves fall The white snow comes and clings to the bare trees and covers the brown grass and has a beauty o
Clouds and Sunshine
Some sunshine to cheer up those experiencing winter blues
Canvas At Work
change of season gave me this poem
The Wheel Of Life
The wheel of life keeps turning every day Birth, life and then the subsequent decay All living things must return whence they came The pattern always remaining the same All living things start life's journey at birth Become adult through the p
Picnic
Just imagine the warm spring breeze, looking out to a wide open field surround by beautiful trees, grass so green, you can only imagine in dreams, just me and you drinking wine talking about anything. Watching a sunset that when it gets to th
My Garden.
I promised not to forsake this site, I have found a window of opportunity, before I journey to England and New Zealand within the next few days, look forward to being a little more pro-active next April/May.
Blackbirds In The Rain
It was raining today. There was a constant drizzle for hours. I sat in a shed attached to the house, watching the blackbirds in action in the rain, searching for their food. The constant rhythmic sound of the rain on the galvanised sheet roof of the shed and the gentle drama playing out in the backyard with the blackbirds was a spiritual experience for me connecting me with Nature and the unity of all things as mentioned in the last verse.
To New Poetry Corner Poets
Advice to New Poets: Focus on the quality of your poetry And continue to improve it with each write Through your sustained effort and tenacity Your true poetic talent will come to light
The Power Of Silence
I made some adjustments to my previous piece, "The Sound Of Silence". This piece, "The Power Of Silence", allows a fuller treatment of Silence. Thanks to those who commented on "The Sounds of Silence".
Love on the rocks
10 syllable by 10 syllable one in a hundred then 10 syllable rising to twelve midnight dreams
The Magnolia Tree
The state tree and flower of my state of Mississippi....
A Winters Night
With a glass of wine and the cold outdoors sets my mind wondering tonight as I think of poetry and romance
Terra Firma
As the moon falls a darkness is rising and so I must be the light to set this world on fire….