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Oct 4
Part 1. How to destress in modern life
https://youtu.be/dzbLuLzMWE4
A delicious languor steals over one
in the languid twilight falling over the meadow
Watching tiny animated spectrums
whirring in the after glow
Flitting among pretty petals
the gossamer-winged dragon-flies or mayflies
Fluttering among delicate filaments
the fine and flimsy butterflies.
Then also retire to admire
exquisite darting damselflies
All in all some of nature's soothing balms.
Created by God Himself, Nature calms.
Divine holistic bonuses for relaxation...
Look for getaways, away from
city/town noise pollution.
A lavender sprinkled jacuzzi,
rose petals and jasmines floating about
like do lotus and lilies on ponds
right in your bubbly scented bubble-bath
As ambient soft gleams of moon beams
seep in through translucent glass.
Luxuriate in the ephemeral,
inhale the aromatic
incenses of perfumery, oils and essential oils
Bathe in invigorating spa, joys euphoric
listening to choirs of cicada music
Relax and unwind in the famed Turkish Bath
wherein to indulge yourself
in steamy massage
Complete with the charm of the exotic
even if you don't live in Turkey or aren't Turkish.
Nature and such baths all God created or inspired,
and thus very very therapeutic...
#nature #baths #god
A post from the past.....just trying to put down all the ones I have written but deleted when I left the site for a while......this is almost too long, but I couldn't find which animal or insect to eliminate.....
Gardens attract a number of guests,
Some are welcomed, some are pests-
Let’s peek inside to get a view,
Of what these guests are really up to-
Honey bees pollinate, wasps sting,
Mosquitoes suck, song birds sing-
Crickets chirp, caterpillars putter,
Grasshoppers jump, butterflies flutter-
Aphids cluster, ladybugs twirl,
Katydids hop, pill bugs curl-
Owls hoot, peacocks prance,
Fruit ripens, damselflies dance-
Leaves sprout, dragonflies catch,
Shrubs grow, chipmunks fetch-
Trees shade, breezes blow,
Blossoms bloom, fireflies glow-
Moths destroy, hummingbirds drink,
Earthworms chew, stinkbugs stink-
Ants march, slugs cleave,
Turtles saunter, spiders weave-
Fish swim, lizards climb,
Toads croak, snails slime-
Fleas vault, frogs leap,
Roaches scatter, millipedes creep-
Hawks soar, rabbits munch,
Snakes slither, beetles crunch-
Mites bite, moles scurry,
Walking sticks cling, termites hurry-
Mice dart, ferrets burrow,
Hedgehogs mosey, voles furrow-
Gophers tunnel, thrips rasp,
Foxes chase, grubs clasp-
Possums play dead, fruit bats roost,
Water bugs float, pirate bugs juice-
Woodchucks eat, rats devour,
Squirrels store, seedlings flower-
Gnats annoy, spittlebugs attack,
Ambush bugs take, cicadas extract-
Scaly bugs secrete, squash bugs infect,
Silkworms spin. lightning bugs inject-
Armadillos dig, water scorpions fight,
Woodborers drill, fruit flies alight-
Root maggots scarf, locusts smother,
Harlequin bugs feast, flower flies hover-
Deer nibble, cats meow,
Mealy bugs attach, dogs howl-
Antlions trap, leaf-footed bugs pierce,
Robber flies rob and hornets are fierce-
Nematodes battle, leafhoppers invade,
Cutworms clip, leafminers raid-
Psyllids drain, cabbage loopers inch,
Weevils infest, earwigs pinch-
Vines extend, doodlebugs grab,
Woodpeckers peck, assassin bugs stab-
Raccoons forage, geese parade,
Praying Mantises capture, falls cascade-
Skunks spray, branches sway,
Upon your plants an insect may lay-
Harvestmen walk, lacewings feed,
Some of these guests your garden needs!
~Dragonflies~
(American 767)
Dragonflies are odonata
they have close large eyes
bigger than the damselflies
Have slender bodies two wings
Variety numerous
they eat other small insects
Attack small fish and tadpoles
eat mosquitos and midges
they live in diverse biotope
Some are found in ponds and swamps
Prefer to live in wetlands
Some live in lakes acidic bogs
Male grasps the head of female
Sperm transfer fertilizes eggs
Some female lays eggs alone
Eggs dropped in aquatic plants
or directly in water
Some larvas stage in ponds marshes
When ready to change into adult
They climb out of the water
Shed skin become dragonfly
Dragonflies are unique insects
Colorful beautiful
Adults can live up to two months
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2009
October.28.2015
You have never experienced fishing until you’ve fished from a dragon.
As far as I am concerned after this experience, no other seat will do.
Dussley, my dragon, entered the lake without making a sound.
I enjoyed the serenity of the lake so translucent and blue.
We sat in silence, enjoying the quietude of the mystical realm.
There were no bullfrogs here, and damselflies do not make noise.
Dussley was as still as the forest trees that surrounded this water hole.
A catfish jumped out of the water, showing off his whole body.
I figured he would be tasty eating, but difficult to catch.
Some of the savvy fish like to tease us fisher faeries.
A bluegill glided past my dragon’s claw; Dussley did not move.
He is the best fishing partner I will ever have, he is the berries!
She was a rainbow faerie
in a butterfly world.
Where faeries were shunned
Considered gossips, thieves,
Ignored, pulled down,
jeered at
due to the butterflies’ preconceived notions
and belief in antiquated myths
They had grown up thinking their rights
were the only ones that mattered.
They had been taught at mama’s knees
that rainbow faeries were pussies,
who despised butterflies, moths, and damselflies.
They had been taught to hate rainbow faeries
with a passion that can only be taught by butterflies.
Some thought that rainbow faerie was a throw
back from the times when rainbow faeries crossed
the picket lines and pulled off butterfly wings,
crumbling them into a delicacy
which they ate on oatmeal pies
and hot fudge sundaes.
Others had no clear stories
at all, just knew to loathe her kind.
Rainbow faerie tried in vain to find
at least one butterfly who would believe in rainbow faerie goodness.
Who would give her a chance to show her kindness and empathy.
She made it her mission to find one
butterfly who would listen, and she found Bulba, a newborn
Who she educated secretly to see her soul-self,
who was going to give rainbow faeries a chance.
Bulba loved her, and adored her, and was the
only butterfly who could see Rainbow Faerie.
They were happy together for five years.
Then Bulba went to school.
Due to the pressure from her
peers, Bulba had to let go of her knowledge
of Rainbow Faerie. She was tromped on and spit on.
Her classmates rebuked her, and jeered at her.
She was an outcast until she came around to their
way of thinking. She became a fierce loather of
Rainbow fairies, so she could fit in.
She soon was telling them fantastic stories
of what she had done to rainbow faeries.
Her brain turned.
One night after school,
to prove her worth, she took an assault
rifle and killed Rainbow Faerie in front
of the school, showing her deep respect
for their preconceived notions and fear of
rainbow faeries. She felt sad for a few
seconds, but then she went back inside to
shape her playdough into a beautiful sign
for an NRA rally, and she was a hero, and all was well.
Rejoice the end of deathly days
when winter's witch worked wicked ways.
Free from dark times we sing our praise.
Now sap flows after its long fast.
Snowdrops flare white in bright contrast.
Buds nourished, now they swell and burst.
From blackest loam to spectrum glow.
Bold blue, rich purple, bright yellow
and subtle shades of pastel show.
Aloft, we hear the 'caw-caw' cry
as fledglings flap and flare and try.
Some instinct keeps them in the sky.
Pond nymphs nourished and near full size,
awaiting warmth from summer skies.
Then shed their shell, make damselflies.
Rejoice the start of golden days.
Nature completes her complex ways.
For her magic we sing our praise.
In a pond beside a meadow
Where the slime and algae gurgle
Dwells a lonely Plobawobby
Lurking deep in murky waters.
There in sludgy weedication
All day long alone he shroudles
While the crested newts and leeches
Dragonflies and slimy slaters,
Wigglies, damselflies and skaters
Cresticate the water's riches.
But at night when all is silent
And no living thing is stirring
You may glimpse a Plobawobby
Slowly rise up to the surface
And upon a waterlily
Contemplate the sylphry moon.
27.03.20
Inky Dinky Parlay Voo Poetry Contest - sponsored by Caren Krutsinger N/A
(1 original, poem on the theme of anything you want but you have to make up some silly words and throw them in without explanation of what they mean)
While Skye danced free among daisies and daffodils, cloaked in mink
Unwary daydreams of a princess in exuberance singing and dawdling
Damsel snatched in two hufflewinks and one rinkydink tiddlywink
The wicked sorceress on her fiercest dragon, captured Skye in a wink
In her darkened heart, how long she had dastardly been conniving
While Skye danced free among daisies and daffodils, cloaked in mink
Her militia of dragons, dragonflies and damselflies charging all in sync
There was no stonewalling the blackness of her conspiracy’s omening
Damsel snatched in two hufflewinks and one rinkydink tiddlywink
Into dragons’ deafening roar, shining knights’ bravery never to shrink
The king sent his valiant men to the rescue, daring courage unwavering
While Skye danced free among daisies and daffodils, cloaked in mink
The princess imprisoned in a godforsaken dungeon beyond the brink
Life far from wonderful in the land with no more laughter bellowing
Damsel snatched in two hufflewinks and one rinkydink tiddlywink
The whole kingdom in turmoil unable to rest, of sweet Skye they'd think
Life far from wonderful in the land with no more laughter bellowing
While Skye danced free among daisies and daffodils, cloaked in mink
Damsel snatched in two hufflewinks and one rinkydink tiddlywink
AP: 2nd place 2020, Honorable Mention 2020
Damselflies are dainty, they are wisest of the wise.
Dragonflies a bit dumpy, much bigger than you and I.
I am a three-tailed Mayfly, so I am an expert in flies.
You can call me a Stonefly, but only if your name is Sigh.
We fly in swarms, but you may not see us for a while
For we are less than a finger-tip length long, and we do not smile.
We have not mouths or tummies, for we do not survive too long.
The longest we could survive is a week, and that is way too long.
Our job is to mate and die, the happy motto of the Mayfly.
Mate in flight. Mate in sight. Mate and die. Mate and sigh.
That is the fate of the true Mayfly. Some of us last merely minutes.
Then fall back into the water to feed the fish that are in it.
Mate and die. Mate and sigh. This is the song of the happy Mayfly.
We cannot sing for we have no mouth, but we can hum if we try.
Mate and die, Mate and sigh. We mate so light, and we mate in flight.
Spy a delicate winged fly with three tails? She is a Mayfly all right.
We grasp shadows flow over magenta light
in the crystal trails of tourmaline
yes, both of us will leave.
to the celestial abeyance of pasty white
neon embers in starburst trim
for now, I'll stoop and write.
Let's have a nap beneath the towering redwoods
we'll watch "forgets" fly with natural hammering
together, let's find out how to solve the mystery
lyrical hues in lustrous iridescence.
We just shrug our shoulders and cheerfully
understand our linked introspection
here, in the peaks, where the sun shines
let's soar with the creative spirit of life.
Blew away the flushed, blushing bliss
on her whispering wings
white fog rolls out onto the calm ocean
which gathers the incoming stillness
a phosphorescent steeple is adorned.
Strolling the fog-covered hills, gazing at the bay
let us sip moonbeams from the blazing lighthouse
sunlight swirled exotic zaffre mist in a ritzy haze
enjoying the warmth and the water shimmer
resting comfortably in a lovely night-line
Damselflies rose to the lush sky's eerie sighs
A hazy veil curves across huge terrains.
sunlight sparkles on the winding river
comfortable, long-drifting
to the whispering rouge
of a nuptial serenade
only time matters.
"There is time," she whispers
There will be plenty of time
Written: December 28, 2022
A Freed Verse Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand