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Day Break

Mind becomes distracted.

Puffy pink clouds dance across the dawning sky, billowing pillows, fluffy, soft, so inviting, sigh.Angels maybe resting their heads, dreaming, as I greet this new day, colors beaming. Picture perfect shades of dark and light,softening, turning daylight from night. Transformation awe inspiring, imagination grows,stimulating words, images, rousing prose. Needing to find the ideal phrase to capture, words escape me, as mind...

Majestic Morn

Given another day to count my blessings.

Watery expanse covered in mistDawn breaking into purple and blueMorning sky blushing as if kissedHilltops highlighted in a golden hue Heart warm emotions so much alive Silence not yet broken mind aglowGrandeur causing my soul to reviveSapphires dancing across the snow Magnificent day filled with blessings Fortunate mortal I am to be caressed Panorama stretching my heartstringsAllowed more time as Nature's guest

Next Life

In my next life, what will become of me?

In my next life will I be a part of this human race?A man or a woman again having to find my place? Will I be an eagle in the heavens able to freely soar?Maybe a lion large, free of heart with a mighty roar? A tree that can grow tall and straight toward the sun?Could I become a wild flower, a full and fragrant one? Perhaps a dolphin or a whale swimming the oceans blue?Possibly a raindrop or snowflake, really I haven't a c...

Dark Stormy Night

Dreams sometimes can feel so real.

It was a dark and stormy nightRain continued pounding hardThunder crashed and rumbledDark broken by strikes brightWind howling with ferocityBranches bent and snapping Tree trunks felled up rootedFear overtaken by curiosityFace against window peeringAble to see with each flashDestruction like a war zoneLuminosity again disappearing Waking anxious from my dreamRealizing that the resonanceWas not that of devastationBut a bab...

the orange sky above

natures beauties

(12/12/12) I woke up this morning and it was as Beautiful as can be- a sunlit orange sky Staring down at me. The sky was all orange with patches Of light and dark blue I felt like I was in a pumpkin patch MY ! What a glorious view. The breeze started moving the clouds ever so fast OH ! How I wished this morning would last. As the morning wore on it turned a baby light blue To start the day fresh and new. As the sun starte...

Snowy Morning

Thoughts as I shovel snow from my walks.

A fresh dusting of snow as I awake this morning.I hate winter, really I do, let this be your warning. Seeing the ground covered with white purity.Me now full, filled, brimming with security. Knowing that nature is cleansing the earth.Never leaves my thoughts lacking dearth. Green of the grass poking through the white.Warms my heart, though the coldness I spite. She has a plan and she makes it very clear.Always doing what...

Hidden Treasures

On this journey slow down, enjoy.

Much beauty nature creates, for everyone to see. In the sky, over land, in flora, fauna, and the sea. As you look all around, don't merely advance. Slow your pace, peer, study, take another glance. Her canvas fills with changes, often very subtle. Not always obvious, frequently taking time to shuttle. Make time, smell the roses, gaze, let your senses flare. Much is at play, touch, see, smell, taste, hear, be acutely aware...

She likes to run with the horses in the pasture. As the wind blows through their manes, She feels it blow gently through hers. She can feel the ground vibrate From their hooves trampling the land Where they roam and graze As freely as they can. She loves to hear the horses neighing As they sing their nature song. She joins with her own call of the wild That makes her one of them Running gracefully in the breeze Bowing and...

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Art Deco Sky

Wonders in the night sky.

Red dog around the moon stars shine bright Darkness soon gone dawn bringing new light Dimness over taken as eyes adjust nearly Ears hearing sounds in the shadows clearly Babbling from the creek I walk beside Crunching leaves under foot every stride Sounds far away coyote's songs echo Clouds thin decoupage almost art deco Fluttering briskly across your smiling face Dancing stars clouds and moon in space Lucky man I am grac...

Are We Still Human?

So... Are we?

Quite how I do it, I don’t know,but I do. I block out and live with, the heavy metal.I block out quite a lot:my own typing, when I’m talking(face to face) to someone;my own thoughts when I don’t want them.There is so much we, as humans, block out,without really realising it.Do we even realise what a feat it is?Do we realise how automatic we’ve become? We fear cyborgs and computers taking over, but do we realise that we ar...

The Naked Truth

It's not what you might think, I save that for the other site.

TheNaked Truth I see you in the distance tall and robust. Majestic in the light of day or under the pale moonlight. I've watched you grow and wished I had your strength. That I could be held in your out stretched branches. Feeling your warmth envelope me as I sit beneath you. Watching you as you bare your soul for me. The colors of the rainbow flutter to the ground. This is the time we both hate. The moment we must part w...

Trees

just my thoughts

Trees Trees are lone sentinels in a vast land. Living breathing survivors in a society that destroys. Persevering in that fight. They exist to give shelter to many. Without trees would we have homes or heat, birds or other wild life. I feel like a tree sometimes, alone yet surrounded by many. A survivor basking in the glow of perseverance. Sheltered as well as giving shelter. Teaching yet always learning. Yes you can lear...

Cotton Candy Sky

Taken places from the past.

Cotton candy sky this morning,sailors need not take warning. Pastel heavens, blues and pinks.Start of a stunning day, me thinks. Sounds, smells of a carnival here,similes, within my mind appear. Whisking me back to earlier times.I reminisce, pleasant are the signs. The rides, animals, oh, the bouquets,senses full, lovely memories amaze. Another period when all was good.Taken back to my early childhood. When all was new, a...

Mousai

Was it Calliope at play?

Puffy pink clouds dancing across a dawning sky.Billowing pillows, fluffy, tenderly inviting, sigh. Angels resting their heads, maybe dreaming?Brightening with the breaking day, gleaming.Picture perfect shades of dark and light.Shifting from darkness, a dazzling sight.Transformation awe inspiring, imagination grows,stimulating words, images, origin of this prose.Needing to find the ideal phrase for description. Projecting...

Celestial Chorus Line

Imagining angles singing as night turn to day.

Venus, Moon and Jupiter all aligned. Heavens lightening, a gorgeous display. Planets creating a celestial chorus line . Singing praises of a coming new day. Gradually Venus and Jupiter are fading. Mountaintops radiate a copperish glow. Quarter Children's Moon left hanging. Shining against a dawning sky of indigo. Awaiting arrival of a warm morning sun.