Long Out of doors Poems

I was out one day walking, along the glad sounding shore,
Gathering pretty seashells, and watching the seagulls soar.

To the left were lofty mountains, touching the azure skies,
To the right, sparkling ocean, and ahead the butterflies!

In...

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For several years I'd worked as a life coach, assisting clients day by day,
Like blazing colors in the shank of the evening, chases deep blues away.

It was an occupation that I enjoyed, as helping others...

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My friends and I were out strolling, in a lush park one day,
Just enjoying the scenes of the afternoon, as time flew away.

Sun kissed blooms blushed and swooned, under pale lazy clouds;
And nature was lush...

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Of all of the beautiful seasons, I like summertime the best.
As with blooms, greenery, and bird talk, it is richly blest.

When comes dazzlingly warm weather, life moves out of doors,
For the gardens we vacated in...

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It was in the heart of frigid winter, that my car had broken down,
I was frustrated and so cold, so like the snowflakes falling down.

I had called for a mechanic, but I had been waiting...

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I was a busy and active person, who loved to savor life.
I was also amiable and friendly, avoiding excess strife.

Like the glad golden sun, ever beaming blissful radiance,
Indeed drawing all others, with its cheerful brilliance.

My...

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We Call Him “Tommy”

We have a lovely Tom cat
He lives most out of doors
I wondered if they kick him out
Because he loudly snores

If I had a lovely “Snowshoe”
I wouldn’t let him out to roam
He would...

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Black cat in the window
looking at the world,
lickin' on its mittens,
its tail unfurled.
Watching every bird
in the yard fly by,
watching every cloud
drifting through the sky.

Dog on the doorstep
squinting in the sun,
waiting for its owner
to get the...

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We went out for a ride and for a bite just before sunset.
As we drove along the two-lane highway, we watched              ...

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The lady In Red

She missed out on the green silk dress; it was sold before she did buy
But when the red dress came to the store she did not let this one pass her by
The...

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THE NATURE’S CHILD!

Defying fate, freedom denied,
Confined within the four-walled cage,
Safeguarded from the Autumn wind and sun,
Shining bright beyond my reach!

The scriptures decide the societal pace,
The learned men clench the reins,
At the altar of the parochial...

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Willie Winkie lived in a land of magic, in the region called Butterfly Haven;
For Willie was a diminutive elf, like the violet blossoms, of purple fixation.

Willie and his beloved wife, Elvira, lived highly organized, pleasant...

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The slowing whine as it came to rest
A spacecraft settled down
Like a mother bird into its nest
Glowing there green and round

Smoke spewed from open ports
The air smelled of gas
Little men came out of doors
And laid...

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Some modern folks, when they hear his name,
will roll their eyes and look ashamed,
thinking the cowboy is uncivilized,
with his hats, and guns, and round-up rides.
That somehow they are beyond the stuff,
to good for the wild,...

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"Another 150 Illinoisans have lost their lives in the last 24 hours
   May each of their memories be for a blessing
2,240 residents have tested positive for the virus
   Another 365 new...

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I wrote this as a letter of encouragement to my nephew who loves to paint 
but doubts his ability. He is quite good for such a young age.
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The young artist was painting down by the...

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--Before meeting with her father & sisters, Cordelia is dealt a card depicting Woodwose by
Mor-Ríoghain, in the guise of a gypsy hag.

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As my sister's once-beautiful gray cat looks at me
She wasted now by a thyroid...

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He's just an ol' cowboy
With a heart big as the whole out of doors.
But time has exchanged
His home on the range,
For a garden and five acres to mow. 

He still rides the range,
Each day at...

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To paint as well as a photograph is incomprehensible.
This is true for people who cannot complete such a task.
For those who do, 
it is a talent beyond treasure.
A photographic memory is enviable.
Even to perceive reality...

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In the house it is dry and warm, but in the fields snowflakes fall and form.
The winter air, wet and cold, on cotton stalks they find a hold.
They play together, white on black, clinging in...

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Memories of Bach

At 17, I performed a solo ballet to Bach
Below a sparkling sky,
On a park’s open green grass.
The choreography flowed.  
I was well-rehearsed.
The opportunity, special, before 
Some of our gathered city’s spectators.
This genius:...

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Floating fluttering fleurs
are jewels in fuchsia and magenta
transmuting into taffy hue
with the kiss of dappled sunlight
like her cheeks that blush in pink
with his wondering wink.

The willows are stalactites 
seducing newly bloomed nympheas
slumbering in Egyptian blue...

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SNOWFLAKES 
    
Snowflakes falling silently and gently from the sky
Each one unique in shape and size
Like fingerprints of you and I
They are all very different as they fall upon the ground
As soundlessly...

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I don't know where my absolutes lie
Where am I defined 
Has there been a point I was set in time
When I'm with friends on my own
The reception I get is different from home
Which version is...

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I remember the heavy round wooden tables
Built low to the ground,
Just right for kindergartners.
He would always sit close. 

I didn't notice. 

Out-of-doors on the playground was a giant oak.
He made me an acorn pipe, then...

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