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Time and Moment
Bayou look
Sun glistens like a mirror
Bayou shining like a diamond
Reflection of one
Life journey
Dew that rises through the fog
The highest in expectations
From inspiration to wisdom
Stretching horizon
Bayou illustration the you
Through the Bayou Mirror of the face, eyes and mouth
Showing the possibilities of capabilities within
Ancestors that were here before me
Echoes of their voices
Years gone by
Breakthroughs yonder
Darkness that came to be and now light broadens
Time and minute have come
Shine and be counted in the Legacy
Theory with its own story
Bayou again
Understanding gained
Promise for tomorrow
Value in the Bayou eyes
The skies and wonder in wise
Here one is
Shall be
Inspiration Driven
Balanced life established
Factor and Center core.
Standards within the Heavens
Virtues with honor
Calm waters, but focused
Crystal clear inspiration
The Sun glistens with assurance
Strength enduring
Sea creations refresh through the waters
Treasures deep
Safe keeping below
Boats and swimmers enjoy the cool feel
I am the ocean being ideal
I understand being the ocean
Even the Sea Gods wonder with curious
My waves with convictions and thinking its own
What are they thinking?
Each wave having a message in being caution
Sometimes the waves can propel during a storm
Other times being calm
Through every storm
There is a lighthouse watch
The Heavens create and observe
I am the oceans with vision of horizons
Eyes seeing as far as can be focused
Angles to the shores
Being an ocean
What do you see?
Distance with possibilities beyond the seas and depth of inspiration.
It's really such a lovely time to be
life feels so good full of flavour
that dampness in midst so bright
nature living out it's true behaviour
The sun glistens through the trees
colours so varied looks real cool
clouds bursting in their fullness
sparkling fully like a diamond jewel
Raindrops come bursting over and down
sprinkling from the clouds above
so refreshing cools the warm air
rain and sun like true lovers in love
So contrasting are these lovely pair
full of life so evident for all to see
splashing it's rays all about our world
what splendour behind that green tree
These summer months are so rare
so make most of this delightful pair
Crystal clear, your deep blue green
Provoking peace around these waters serene.
Near you my hysteric anxiety can find its peace
And the internal screaming of this mind might cease.
I have found you help settle my troublesome deep
And that you comfort my soul when I weep.
I will continue to return to this shore;
With each passing day I will appreciate you more.
You have offered to me what few others can
You, my healing waters, my calming ocean.
As each crest breaks against my shins
These bubbles dance along my skin.
With each performance of every wave
I grin and giggle at how you behave.
Vibrant, lively, and full of joy
You return energy back into this boy.
I listen to your voice and find I wear a smile
For the wonderfulness you are, I believe my time here is worthwhile.
You evoke from me a contentedness unseen.
You, my happy waters, my joyous sea.
Upon your shore I look at your waters vast
And remember history; a terrifying past.
I feel the pain of those lost to the waves
And the longing of a healed life each one craves.
The power you boast none can contain.
The strength you posses does supreme reign.
You dwarf us; remind us we are but man
But ask we match you, and rise if we can.
You birth in me strength that power I might reap.
You, my challenging ocean, my inspiring deep.
What a wonder! Indeed what a sight!
At the breaking of day; at the falling of night.
If I am still shaking sleep or my eyes are fully alive
The wondrous beauty you are does always thrive.
On your surface the sun glistens and gleams
And underneath all manners of life teems.
Among all of creation you are most fair,
A simple fact of which even you are unaware.
By your presence I'm awestruck, this is true.
You, my dazzling waters, my beauteous blue.
Leafy meadow
He lies her down
Defrocked from
Her summer gown
Bodies bronzing
In the blazing sun
Natures wanting
Scents will run
Exploration
As their hands caress
He gentles down
On her body, impress
She welcomes her love
Through her gates of bliss
In this place of colour
Kiss after kiss
Their sweat-ed dew
In the sun glistens
Natures audience
Warmly listens
A gentle breeze
As the plant life sways
Like the rhythmic action
On her he lays
Orchestral sounds
Echo their all
Moans and groans
Their loving vocal
They sigh in tandem
Sharing each other
Collapsing in cuddle
In this lea of clover
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When after the sunrise traffic begins to roll
in the morning, Mary goes out for a stroll.
From soap water can someone she doesn’t see,
blows large bubbles that glide her past with glee.
The morning sun glistens on her blonde hair,
flashes colors on the bubbles flying in the air.
She sees them as soaring big pearls that glow,
but she knows inside they are all hollow.
The bubbles waft toward the blue sky,
until they couldn’t float up much high.
Winding slowly in cluster they come down
to touch softly her side-turned tilted crown.
Her fingers silently burst the bubbles one by one,
the sprinkle of delight she senses with great fun.
Autumn’s Song
Bushy red and grey fluffy tail's scampering through mellow brown fallen leaves, looking for the wind coated nut's fallen from partly bare oak and elm once warm kissed tree's.
Hedgehogs find their ready-made burrows, prepared snugly for the time to safely sleep the cold away.
Morning sky silver grey look down upon once green fields and meadows, of purple coloured heaths, corn swaying waiting in the breeze, foxes and badgers sniff the air and know that time of year draws ever near.
Straw piled neatly so cow's and sheep have food to eat, when all the land is laid bare, pumpkins picked and soon will wear the smile of all hallowed fare.
Woollen hat's battle with the waning summer heat, bright sun glistens off rain swept street's, breezes that once made you glad now make you shiver, and notice song birds that once woke you up are now so silent on the air.
Sparrow's and swallow's that filled open sky, sun orange golden red the dusk evening glow lit like a theatre show now are gone, magpies their places fill and soon the red chested one's on fence's sit.
Spring and summer have now passed us by , days grow shorter as nights dark hand grow's ever long, say hello to Autumn's song.
By
Patrick D
When you are under a full moon,
In the high midnight noon,
before the vastness of a village green field,
The air is still, a sudden chill,
and then you began to feel
“the silence”, all around you trill.
She is silent like that.
She is silent like the love-struck
staring at the stars in the sleeping city.
She is silent like the poet
about to recite his last elegy.
She is silent like the girl
opening her window to the dawn.
She is silent like the moment
for no reason we feel so alone.
So whenever I am near,
I touch the silence, which became so dear,
I seem to understand, but sadly not quite I fear!
so I softly utter,
Yes my Love! Silence is much Better.
And then sometimes
when she wears white, She is radiant as ever.
But the radiant words that I long for,
it is not allowed for me to desire.
Her hair dance dark & deep, curve & sway,
A peaceful breeze through the deep quiet forest.
Some pure moments the sun glistens through trees.
Thinks the traveler. “It is the place, I can take some rest”.
Should she ever tell, or be silent forever?
“Did she leave all her conversations behind her?”
Hurts of the past perhaps made us more of a stranger.
Then I console my heart of a futile searcher,
“If she thinks silence is golden! Then her silence is much better.”
(April 11, 2007)
another week passed
the sun peeks throughs
the window
thirty years since
my last run
with a creek
by my side
almost thirty-three years
since my father died
and my mother died
ten years later
would they recognize
me now
grandparents in a diner
ask where has time gone
over coffee
children play and laugh
the sun glistens
off a mirror in my loft
revealing wrinkles on my face
and all the cells in my body
are not the same as five years ago
a crimson leaf falls
and the morning calls for verse
I pick up yesterday’s poem
from the floor and read it again
before I go for a drive
seasons slip by
with a whisper
my car in back
has frost on the window