willows silhouette
surrounded by blue sky and
country's fall foliage
bluejay sings his song
tweeting softly on feeder
waiting for his lunch
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lake-side swans splish splash
white sails drifting on mirrors
a boy sees double
Daybreak's beauty at its peek
Gentle warm breeze whispered softly through the trees
a lure to the unknown, down a winding path
sweet bouquet, wildflowers and berries
tease at the nostrils of hunger
Silence was swallowed by the force of rushing water
roaring energetically... but meditatively soothing
hypnotizing beauty, rippled carved ridges
smoothed patterns of time from ancient days
below...black jagged slate cut through a swirl of rapids
a testament of change to the stones of old
gushes of cool water slapped the walls
spitting out foamy white bubbles
racing droplets joined to form one body of strength
dropping...to a funnel below
capturing... a piece of daring driftwood
dragging it down under, it escaped bobbing free
then taken to a secret hide-a-way
a natural wonder...gratitude, beauty, demanding respect
the power of creation
all within life's perceptions
Natures Decay and Rebirth
Autumn sun warm on the balcony
The air was feigning grief
In the park the old oak tree
Dropped a single leaf
Hot coffee cup taken in hand
The leaves all golden brown
Nothing to do but stare and stand
Another slowly drifting down
The ground beneath was beckoning
Each crusty leaf to succumb
To meet their lifetime reckoning
Their living work been done
In flurries soon they’ll break away
Surrendering without a moan
Content to draw in every stray
The earth makes them her own
Time will pass, years go by
New growth will spring up high
Soil enriched with pure supply
By all that has to die
The sun was beating warm that day
My coffee cold.
I am grateful for understanding and enjoying
on this planet on which I dwell
the relationship between nature’s music
and her moments of silence as well.
How she is constantly making music
to please the ears of her all her human guests…
and how her silence are those moments
she stops to take a rest.
Natures’ Tune
A path shadowed
with darkened clouds
Even the perky noon
couldn’t reveal its’ paths
Entrapped in a dreaded maze
sealed from the soothing wind
With each distorted step
leading to a saddened end
I mused
staring at the timorous waters
receding away from my feet
Gawking with anxious desire
I watched the twerking wave
quietly caressing the sandy shore
"Lingering leaves of gold frolic / frolicked in the autumn wind"
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A crisp chill in the air, not being warmed by the sun.
I hear rustling, a sure sign that autumn has begun.
"Lingering leaves of gold frolic / frolicked in the autumn wind"
My love of Autumn and its gold leaves will never rescind.
Green turning golden far and wide across the country side.
Autumn’s beauty is truly Mother nature’s glorious pride.
As tangerine and bright ochre leaves, gracefully dance,
The carpet they form as they come to rest will enhance.
The pleasure they bring floating through the crisp air,
A kaleidoscope of colour is forming most everywhere.
Tiny leaves joyfully twisting and turning to do an arabesque,
As if they are performing a choreographed seasonal quest.
As the Autumn wind strengthens the performance takes flight.
Leaves dashing and dancing and spiraling, it’s a wonderful sight.
Caught by a whirlwind, small leaves rise and flutter about.
Larger Autumn leaves soar as if with wings, not to be left out.
Golden rays radiate from above
Energising the world with warmth and love
Illuminating our precious earth
Shining light on its true value and worth
Generating a healthy glow
One that thrives, breeds and grows
Flora and fauna bask in its rays
Grateful for the warmth of summer days
Brightening thoughts ,motivating minds
Creating positivity , negativity left behind
Days viewed in a more positive light
One of abundance and sheer delight
Mother Natures free gift to all on this earth
To enjoy, respect and remember its worth!
I stand on the foreshore
Warm sun touches my face
Cool water laps at my bare feet
In that moment pure pleasure l embrace
Sitting in the shade of a willow tree
Reading, relaxing, enjoying the day
When, in the corner of my eye, I see
Soft shadows shifting and watch a stoat sway
Not moving a muscle, nerves all on edge
My eyes went searching, covering the ground
And there, in full view, beneath a brown hedge
A lone furry rabbit, helpless to bound
His stance was stock still, as if hypnotised
Standing seduced by the predator’s dance
His life, in an instant, was sacrificed
The rabbit, poor thing, had never a chance
Here in this valley beside a still brook
I read a sad page from natures own book.
I love the sound of nature's song.
I wish that i could singalong.
The sun will rise and birds will sing.
And isn't this a gorgeous thing?
That dawn chorus that comes alive.
As birds awake, it's time to thrive.
The buzzing of a honeybee.
As busy as a bee can be.
He's in and out of that busy hive.
Oh, what a time to be alive!
The breeze that blows through tall old trees.
A sound that brings me to my knees.
As months go by, the seasons change.
But nature's song remains the same.
The leaves will fall and trees stand bare.
But nature's song it does not care.
And as we look into the sky.
Migrating birds, oh how they fly.
It's time to find that motherland.
Where nature's song will sound so grand.
As seasons start to move along.
There will always be that nature's song.
This nature song is here to stay.
It will sing for you another day.
Always believing
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Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
I lay my body gently
Onto the cradle
Of coated life
Beneath the shadow
Of nature’s giant beauty
Starring upwards
Into the mist
Of living emerald shapes
Dancing in the cool breeze
Peaking through
Her graceful arms
Out towards
The contrasting blue sky
On this lazy summers day
White clouds flirting
With my imagination
I close my eyes
Reflecting on life’s journey
Dreaming
Of what futures fate
Beholds me
Images rolling through
Like an old movie reel
Body now heavy
Sinking deeper
Into her heavenly brace
Absorbing the eternal energy
From our dear mother
Recharging my fragile mind
Finally
I feel
My souls peace.
Tender blooms unfold, petals soft as skin
Orange hues and yellows brighten up the scene
Pure warmth awakens, gentle as a kin
Rays of sunlight dance, and all is made serene
Birds sing sweet melodies, a chorus so fine
Echoing joy, a symphony divine
Fresh as the morning dew, and new as time
Hope eternal springs, a season sublime
Green shoots burst forth, a vibrant, living hue
Earth awakens, and all is made anew
Pure beauty radiates, a sight to view
Spring's splendor shines, a season fresh and true
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