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Which Hill Will You Climb

If your choice is to climb the higher hill
You’ll need more supplies and a stronger will
For as you climb supplies will diminish
And some will be needed when you finish

If you’re looking for fun and a small thrill
You’ll find it better to choose a small hill
Choose one you can top in just a short span
With several

AMERICA POINT OF VIEW

Without geography
The USA is this world
Others, mere planets...

Japan is in Russia
Brazil is in China
China is out there in the world...!

Geography is a personal study
of the USA... Others are satellites

Best Comments Of The Last Two months In My View

best comments written by Maria Williams, Richard Seal, Rowena.

A Somber Mind Dulls the View

I looked at the Spring garden, I was about to paint,
knowing the new tubes of paint I ordered, were due, any time soon.
I saw that many of the rose petals had faded,
from red to mauve, some that had dropped were brown. 
So without red, I could mix blue with magenta,
and yellow to paint those drab

Mooning

I knew a young girl
just a pretty face
who lost her mind
in outer space
with a celestial body
decidedly racy
out of this world
but totally spacey
not quite the brightest light
it's true (but what a view) and yet
when gazing at the moon
turned loony... a space cadet
and 'twas the lunar orb
(waxing, waning, new or blue)
of that there's no doubt
whose gravitational pull
simply

His 9 was my 6

You said I never tried enough,
But I thought showing up was love.
I held your hand through quiet storms,
But never knew how deep they cut.

You wanted words —
I gave you time.
You wanted truth —
I gave you signs.
You asked for more than I could name,
And all I gave felt just… the same.

I saw your tears, I heard

The Fans view Bless you Jaddu

In Test cricket…we talk quite a bit about the assumption to be a hit…need gumption and grit…another platitude about the right attitude at any latitude…selectors gratitude for vigour..rigour..fortitude..with a cheeky sneaky touch of turpitude.

Not just a presumption…we all knew with no Chiku…Jaddu..heroic and stoic..maybe squarely unfairly unsung…would shepherd the young guns…the Indian ace in the

Look I Am Popping Away

I love when we sit in the hot bright sun,
add some butter or we will get well done.
Sky and water of ice blue,
better than the dull store view.
Oh! look I am popping so I will run.

Before I Ruin the View

Before I ruin the view, I see…I see
as a child - the colors meld
in the sky, in the lake, at tree level.

Before I ruin the view, I chew on it,
revel in it, see God in it. I see…

Before I ruin the view, alone with myself,
alone with sights and sounds; infinity.

Before I ruin the view, by

ocean view

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                if i 
       were thuh sand
              sliding
           down your
 

Mountain View at Night

    Mesmerised to watch marvellous Mountain View 
    with charismatic charms of CASCADE
    on continuous free fall.
    Sun is down bidding bye to fading twilight.
     Evening is slowly merging to turquoise night.
     Descent nascent crescent

A Summer's Idyll

A Summers Idyl

warm summer’s day at the lake
inviting my wife and I to sit and enjoy
the water is a cool aqua blue
rich color of relaxation

slight breeze touches the surface 
barely a ripple disturbs the scene
the green rowboat rocks at anchor
hoping we will avail ourselves of a ride
my wife dressed in her white chiffon dress
idly sits

The View From My Balcony

Oh, how i wish you could see,
The view from my balcony,
That is amassed with gentle swaying trees,
And the occasional hum of honey bees.

Down the long winding path,
Little children playfully dance,
Practicing their form and stance,
Far from their mothers protective glance.

Young lovers absent-mindedly clasp hands,
Strolling along with their heavy school bags,
Looking out at the great green expanse,

Womb With a View

I see the terror in their eyes…
of those who seek to paralyze
their lives screaming persistent cries
of sorrow and grief that belies
the turmoil and angst of disguise.

I see hunger, the ache within…
of those whose vain lot is cast in
hardened iron cuffs locked fast in
glum humanity's calloused skin
oblivious to kith and kin.

I see conflict and all-out war
amidst

View from the void

We yield to heart’s innate urge to create,
whilst recognising we’re not the doer,
that as veil of maya we penetrate,
there remains no delusion of grandeur.
Refrains replay on the canvas of time,
a wispy ladder of smoke, which we climb,
magic on display, making earth life play,
as rapture rises within, day by day.

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