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What a picturesque panorama this is.
My eyes peer into the beautiful landscape
Of my vast, vivid imagination...
It is such a wondrous escape!
Funny, serendipitously finding you here
In this Shangri-La, patiently waiting for me.
Believe me, there is no place
On this earth I'd rather be!
Here we are, blissfully walking among
A serene golden field without a fuss,
As the unstable world crumbles
Like Gibraltar all around us.
What an adventure! It's a sheer thrill
Getting away from it all with you
We'll chase butterflies to our heart's content,
Misspend our time taking in the view.
In this haven of peace and tranquility,
We'll repeatedly sojourn; it's our royal domain,
A welcoming, breathtaking getaway
To come back to again and again.
~Passport To Europe~
(Taxidevo Agape)
Travel thru Europe
Can be really nice
Germany's ancient
Beautiful country
With breathtaking views
Everywhere you go you'll enjoy enchanting sights
Traveling thru small towns with so much history
Most locals are nice and polite willing to help
You'll get to see many castles still standing 'round
Tall and proud filled of much beauty and history
In Paris take walk
Spain is full of charm
Riding the train thru
Europe is much fun
Travel will bring joy.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2012
May.18.2017
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain-
~Author's Notes:
The "Taxidevo Agape" is a poetry form or style created by Joseph Spence Sr.
A stroll along winding roads
Avenues and slopes
Bring to light the muted shades
Of gentle sunshine glow.
Trees a-gleam in silvery light
Their delicate leaves doth show
hues of green and pallid gold
mirror a glittering glow.
An array of flowers colorful and bright
Yellow and red a breathtaking sight
Blue bells and daffodils spread
intricate patterns along mountain sides.
Amid the shades of green and red
Birds hop and dance with dainty steps
skipping along a lush green rug
as shiny feathers they do preen
To view such beauty so rich, so rare
Is to embrace mother nature’s love
that transports one on fantasy flights
and to tastes of sheer delight.
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Breathtaking, because
. . . The sunset, in its sweet surrender,
with elegant poise; kisses the horizon slow and tender
Beauty is definitely defined,
through majestic moments entwined
yet, without you
here with me
To embrace time and space,
my world does not feel . . . Breathtaking, because
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~ Lingering thoughts from the heart ~
Because you are a part of me
Oh, my dear bride; how the years have unfolded before our eyes.
Remember way back then when we stood at the Buckingham Fountain?
Or took breathtaking moon-light views of the skyline from the Planetarium?
Or went for a drive through the windy city and later enjoyed a picnic in the park? Those were the days my love, those early days when like lightning, I was first struck by your love, and you set a flame in this heart of mine that until now, still burns.
For 50 years now, in good and bad times, we have been there for and with each other. No, I don't remember our first valentine in 1971 when I first learned that you were the one. No, I don't remember if I bought you a dozen roses or took you out to dine at a nice restaurant.
Yes, my dear, it's been 50 years, and I am certain that I must have asked you in the winter of 1971 to be my valentine. Yes, for these 50 years, in haste I say, that I have looked upon your beautiful face, felt the warmth of your embrace, and realized that it has been pure and undeserved grace.
Why, I'm certain your reply to 'being my valentine' was, "Yes". And away we went until yet again I asked for your hand in marriage, and you said, "Yes I will". Oh, my dear bride, 16 months later in a college town, we both stood together there in the sanctuary of God and said, "I do" in June of 1972,and until now, you are still my valentine.
020321PSCtest, ALL YOURS (Feb 14)', Brian Strand
"As the setting sun pours colors on the firmament and the evening dresses up in shades of amber, let hearts sing of the beauty of nature and praise the master craftsman who designs everything" ~ By Poet
On a beautiful evening, sat by the side of a silent lake.
On staring into its still, see- through waters, I saw,
Tiny thick lipped gourami, swimming back and forth
Flashing their silvery scales in synchronized swings.
Swallows were flying to their neat laid nocturnal nests.
In the soothing silence, set free of all strife and stress,
I forgot myself. The sun had soundlessly set in the west.
Copper clouds in chameleon sky were cloaked in cobalt grey.
Green scene that caught and took me clean away,
captivated on the sights as the train
excels, on our progress in the same day,
a rare place I will never know and gain.
The Nile amongst the fields and the beauty
of the palm trees, and brown sandy places,
camels, tall pyramids so much to see
as we pass the sites and sun kissed faces.
Travel between Suez, Luxor, Aswan,
Alexandria, Port Said, and Cairo.
Breathtaking, you never have time to yawn
knowing it will be a fabulous show.
Traveling through Egypt's grace in leisure,
a lulling train rides in comfort pleasure.
9/29/2017
A run-down barn nestled among low and gentle hills,
it adds natural charm to a breathtaking landscape.
On sunny mornings, it adorns itself with sunrays,
making the screeching ravens flee to a shady spot.
Its paint is peeling off due to an abandoned state,
it once echoed with the constant moos of cattle.
It can almost hear the tractors heading for the harvest,
emitting fumes to disperse the wildflowers' strong aroma.
Mockingbirds are too annoyed to welcome another crisp morning
with their thrilling notes that can make the radiant air so festive.
Cowboys riding on fast horses gave life to these fileds, once tallgrass prairies...
even they have left these lands where buffalos, elks and coyotes freely roamed.
Driving back home, dusk changes the color of fields, clouds, hills and sky...
shadows invade the lonely barn on Greenpoint Road followed by many stars.
I am one breathtaking moment, I am heartbreak, I am lost and alone
I am one raindrop, or a flowering rose, a distant star, or a meadow lark
Or a dark cloud that hovers on the horizon
I am memories from a long ago childhood, and I am many tears and deep sorrow
I am rainbows and seasons, and a reason to sing a love song
I tell a story, share some laughter, feel the glory
I am all the colors of our world, I am disappointment, or a pearl
I am all races, all creeds, the scattering of seeds and words unfurled into the light
I am all the hurt, all the anger, all the joy, all the love
I am all who believe in God above, and all who doubt
I laugh, and sing, and wail and shout, I show devotion, unleash emotion
I lay stepping stones to healing, renew by sharing feelings
I am a few unbroken rules, a few enchanting jewels, an ember, a spark
I am a poem.........and........I have a heart
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Written 12/22/2010
Winter may give you a gentle white Christmas.
So, enjoy her gifts for as long as they last.
You may for a while be charmed by her silence.
Don't be, because dangers may be lurking in the distance.
She can pounce on you with floods, winds, and snow.
Or, she may freeze your power lines, creating winter wow.
She captures you with her gorgeous sunrises and breathtaking sunsets.
She is both a beauty and a beast, often driving you into your safety net.
Gone are the fires, hurricanes, and roses; leaving rose bushes with thorns.
Western floods; Midwest freezes; Southern tornados; Eastern snow storms.
Some years she will bring us an extra day in February, like a magic giver.
But whether Ground Hogs see shadows is no concern of Old Man Winter.