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A river will flow in this desert too
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Now it may be a desert but
one day a river will flow in this desert too
Then it will have green trees and birds and
with a happy noise of ignorant kids
Now it may be hot and dry to live but
on that day of riverflow every thing will be changed
Now it may be lonely and isolated from all but
in the second of riverflow a huge crowd will be here
Their noise and talks will tear the sky too
Up to that second ,It will wait for that flow
As the sufferings of a noble souls
It will have to wait for that flow.
That day will come to wet that land and
to gather a big mass with green pleassures
Sakthi Ravichandran
Is Nature adding to me
or taking away from me
Am I, or am I just
a small part, a tiny part
of all the beauty that I see.
All is so magnificent
The fresh air that I breathe
And I find myself thinking quite often
Will there ever be a day...any days
Much lovelier than these?
When I rose to greet this sunrise
Traveled through its heavy morning mist
I found myself thinking
Will there ever be a day...any days
Much lovelier than these?
I have explored both woods and valleys
I have sang the songs of the woodland birds
I have seen my mottled reflection
In the waterways of my small piece of earth.
I have followed the red of a woodpecker
until I could follow it no more
A farmer's fence blocked my passage
I had reached the edge of my tiny universe.
I have found myself in silence
Contemplating the greens of forest floors
And I remember asking myself in rhythm
Will there ever be a day...any days
Much lovelier than these?
After sixteen hours in the forest
The daylight starts to fade
The golden hour quickly approaches
The sun's bed will soon be made.
Lunar hours come sliding in
And with them my heart's desire
To have many more days like this one
To have many more days like these.
And if I don't ever see a day,
a day like this again
I know that my life has been so blessed
by the day that just has been.
This day will be remembered in my future years
This day that just has been
Whose fullness filled its minutes
Whose hours will never be forgotten.
Its been made fuller by its minutes
By its minutes that just have been
Whose hours won't ever be forgotten
If I would, it would be a sin.
And so as I go home to retire
To sleep and get my rest
I find myself thinking about the day
The day that just has been...
And then as I drift off to another place
I ask myself just one more time...
Will there ever be a day...any days
Much lovelier than these?
(January 22, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
All of sudden the day is ending again and the night approaches with giants steps to send this
great world of ours,to a tender sleep, with her teasin' grin~
I open wide my arms welcoming her with a ready smile because I know that after this,
another day will just begin~
Counting the hours I watch the clock sitting prettily by, staring always with its blank
expression at me~
And little by little the second, minutes and hours tickled by me, reassuring me with her final
breath till the end of another wonderful,God given day,which it for me has been,
Moment by moment the day stretches more and then darkness starts to pour out moonlight
and stars, bringing
Closer and closer again another night,
Yes the day is dying it is true but that only means that when the night expires too, we will see
with great joy another one with the new sun light~
I then I can hear once again over and over the rustling sound of the dried leaves, being
lullaby, by the wind all the way to the top of the trees~
And all the while I steal a glimpse to all the beauty of the bluest sky sprinkling again all its
blessings to every single creature staring back at me~
Singing gloriously to God are the birds perched from tall trees as the butterflies happily
flutter around with some dragonflies and bees too!
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2009
March,3,2009
Dawn a new day is breaking
Open my eyes to the beauty
As the Roosters, Cardinals, and Doves eyes open
Tiny crescent moon relishing in its appearing
Birds sweep across the pale-blue morning sky
To the beat of coo-coo-coo
As the Doves communicate to their love
Striated clouds greet the sun
Sun takes the gray away so there is apricot on the horizon
Gold to decorate the way
Clean slate_new dawn great start for this unique day
Fresh air refreshes lungs
Adds glow to all creatures
Gives life as sun clears the stale dark
Opens doors to opportunities for renewal_forgiveness
The sun rises golden
As if it is the gold of royalty
Without its daily visit all of earth would decease
Become an entirely different sphere
What contingency does the dawn of new day bring to you
Open your eyes to the venture
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The earth it brings to light,
As the dawn breaks from night.
We bathe in the warmth of its glow,
During cold winds it can still melt the snow.
It warms the waters so fish can swim free,
But you, might burn to a crisp out on the sea.
Enough of it brings life to vegetation,
Too much will make deserts with little saturation.
We steal from it to make energy,
It is one thing in life that is free.
With it you can play in water or on sand,
Or enjoy a day on a mountain with snow in your hand.
Whatever you choose your day will be bright,
When you see our dear friend the Sunlight.
Sunday morning bright red sunrise
Reflecting onto the clouds
Constantly changes colors
There are wispy striated
Vertically that are cotton candy pink
The horizonal ones have gone from
The bright red to lightere and lighter
Shades until now are salmon in color
The roosters are exzuberant this morning
Thanks and praise continually comes from
Their throats through their beaks into the breeze
They are telling the world that it is going to
Be a great day
Feasting in the beauty that was created
Just for me years and years ago
God declared this day to be mine
To absorb his love and glory
There is a very thick mist rising from
The creek it radiating out and up at
Least one quarter of a mile away
The moisture penetrates giving life
The clouds have changed to charcoal gray
This happene in what seemed just minutes
It is almost as though the sun started to set
How many people get to see and enjoy
The day at dawn and sunrise...
Awaking each day greatly awed to what's in store
Birds that chirp and sing at my back door
Clouds that constantly change from whispy, gray
Dart or stay cover the sky or float away
Every created natural item brings changes each day
For our hearts to enjoy and make our spirits play
Geese that migrate mark the way to watch for Spring
Happy the day that they fly by to us bring
Interesting colors shades of green dappled by sun
Just placed in the sky angled right for everyone
Kangaroos jump and bounce carry their young roos
Lovingly in their container of safety a pouch snooz
Monkeys that dominate the trees eating fruit and love
Nibling all day on the tasty provisions from above
Octopi that swim in the sea, black ink they spray
Protection screen from their enemies who prey
Quail a bird that mates for life
Respect for his love that does suffice
The finish
Slow snail sliding across the plant leaf
Tongue gripping, teeth chewing every piece
Until I understood your life I didn't like
Virtually anything about you especially the bite
With those teeth destroying my plants
Xanthic shell with brown so like a seashell enhanced
Yak of Tibet so like a cow but very different
Zebra your difference from a horse or donkey no accident
It comes all dressed in purple hues
A morning tiptoes into dawn
Watch how light glitters from the hem
This day that stretches with a yawn
Soon these moments fade to blue
Sweet dawn turns pink about the rim
This day that stretches with a yawn
Across the sky when light begins
This day that stretches with a yawn
Will bring a sun that's red and gold
The face of nature's blushing skin
With pastel colors day unfolds
To stand as witness to the dew
The morning springs alive within
This day that stretches with a yawn
Makes all the world brand new again
As day warms bright in morning's sun
I'll wait to hear the rooster's song
I'll drink my coffee, smile, drink in
This day that stretches with a yawn
Falling Forward
F for the night has a thousand eyes
A and the sun has been swallowed by the universe
L like a tethered thing, the day reverses
L let us not to ask the reasons why
I in our feathered sleep, just let us say goodbye
N now is the time when dark submerges
G gentle sleeping songs, and whispering verses
F falling forward, we can hear as the evening sighs
O over the earth, and over the moon
R reaching up to follow the stars
W watch as the day sweeps into the stream
A and angels guide it, and the crickets croon
R rest your eyes, and we will drift so far…
D dream, tonight of tomorrow’s schemes…
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"A Sonnet Acrostic Challenge
In the solitude of my home, high up on the cliff,
I watch the sun set o’er the white capped waves of the massive blue Pacific Ocean.
The setting sun casts a pale pink hue which adorns the clouds
and is mirrored on the ocean’s surface.
It seems to take an eternity for the sun to work its way
across the summer sky from the morning east to its setting perch;
Then, in an instant, after touching the distant horizon,
it sinks beneath view leaving only pink ribbons as proof of its existence.
As I watch the last traces of the sun disappear,
I remember the soft embrace of my love who used to watch the sunsets with me.
The pink evening sky foretells another day of sunshine
and another day without her by my side.