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water chopped
into little pieces
appears solid
thrown on water
in normal state
pieces roll over
refuse to unite
with its source
for a while
finally gives in
forming a trough
of wave
which spreads out
until lost
then dies
leaving
calm stillness

Field of daffodils
brazen yellow, sun kissed
petals, brightly greet

The dawn of the day
magically the sun rises
flooding with colour

Gently the stems quake
as caught by the breeze they shake
quiver in its wake

Matching yellow bird
soars over the display of beauty
adding its sweet notes

A vision of bliss
such a simple little thing
the joy of nature

Sleep eludes me
this spirit night
I ponder
nature of reality...

I stare at my ceiling
how do I know
my ceiling is not
really a floor...

Maybe the full moon
is really purple
perhaps I am
color blind...

As a poet
words make
my world real
words is what

my world is made of
I will make it
whatever I wish...

Maybe If I try
hard enough
at breakfast
to bend my fork
with pure will
shift my reality...

The nature
of reality
is hidden..

After all
I only have
five senses

Maybe six
all I know
since I found
love

I am not
who I was
before

and never will be...

Wind howling forlorn
thundering through the tree tops
branches crashing down

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Snow swirling, whirling
coating all in pristine white
like diamonds glinting

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Hear the lonely shrieks
as seagulls twist and hover
over the fishing boats

I wander down the forest trails
the farmer collecting the last bales
golden brown they shine in the sun
the whirr of wings as birds escape the guns

The various gleaming colours of leaves
as spiraling down they twist and turn
the fields stripped of their crops
now lay farrow until next spring

Some light snow at foot of trees sparkles
pristine and lovely against the Autumn browns
sullen yet glowing the grey skies attract me
as I stroll on down to the bubbling brook

Flashes of brilliance as the kingfisher passes
he hovers above a post then alights to fish
a silver shadow comes in sight, he watches
then in a blur he dives and catches a fish

Now all that's left behind are ripples
spreading out in perfect cylindrical rings
watching them fade away as the water stills
becoming once more a mirror reflecting the azure skies

A massive pile of logs with scarlet toadstools scattered
the croak of a spotted frog as he takes a dive
yellow hammer is drilling away in the canopy
where verdant greens mix with red cedar leaves

The wonders awaiting at each step quite take my breath
a sly red fox disappearing through the emerald grasses
a roar and a crash of antlers as the fallow deer stags fight
their white spots shining as they spar back and forth

All this and birds singing with the pure joy of living
the rustles that abound all around me as I listen
the glorious golds, reds and browns surround me
as I stand in a clearing drinking all the beauty in

Listen now carefully, what do you hear?
sounds abound as you tune in to listen
universe of noise fills the stratosphere
birds singing, rustling leaves in transition

Blades of grass crackle sounding like gun fire
the trickle of the brook harmonious
I settle down by the roaring campfire
drinking in the sounds most melodious

As magically they blend together
creating music so soulful to hear
playing perfectly keeping in meter
in the background reed pipes clamour come here

Music around us abounds all the time
listen to it play enjoy the downtime

Vast dust bowls surrounding the land
barren bearly suporting an life
Stark and so bleak, just sand
sand as far as you can see

Wicked winds churning up
the forever changing canvass
reforming the dune hills
maps little use to you here

Watch the Grecko lizard
as he dashes over the sand
his feet barely touching
then dives deep down

Harsh and Relentless
yet with a stark beauty
that some how pacifies
Life needs these adversities

It is on them that nature thrives
all we can do is onwards strive

Motionless the big cat waits
deep in the scrub shadows
sun starting to set, night draws in
fading light makes her invisible

Only the odd flick of an ear
that gives her position away
suddenly she tenses and coils
a spurt of speed and its done

She and her cubs will eat tonight
softly the mother leopard calls
with a few rustles of undergrowth
they tumble into the moonlight

Furry balls of fun without a care
they belly up to the deer carcass
a few more weeks learning the ropes
then a solitary life awaits them all

Of the four she now has with her
maybe one will make it through
struggling with the strife of living
whilst fighting to rear her own cubs

For now they are safe and well tended
with a soft cry she takes them back
to her well hidden clifftop cave
they are all safe for yet another day

written 08/06/2013

i found a spot behind my shed
where early morn sun greets garden bed
upon my make do rainwater tank
i climbed and sat on a timber plank
my back against the shed did rest
while the suns rays did caress
squeezing the chill from my core
saturating with warmth galore
it wasn't long before i knew
my time there was overdue
and spring had sprung another surprise
to covet the norths winter disguise
a little early i'd like to say
means summers not so far away
and those long hot days i envy not
while winters here i'd almost forgot.......

Eagles spinning down
as together they tumble
locked in combat

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The stars and the moon
together dance to the sun
worshiping all life


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The chorus of birds
rings out joyfully at dawn
celebrating life

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Waves crash on the shore
foam bubbling as they recede
back to the vast ocean