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5/19/2015 7:50:53 AM
Nature's Acts	AWASH AND AWAY! © Katrina has come to play! Playgrounds underwater, Sleepy times put asunder, Bedclothes hung out in tree tops, upended--- Held fast in forked boughs…. Homesteads beached, broken --- Swirl with swell in amongst debris…. They ‘lie’ crippled and tainted. A brew of pestilent plagues--- In its demise….await to contaminate! Nature sings out o’l time nursery rhymes--- To be carried out on the wings of fate….. Questing and calling for ownership for today’s horrific wake! “ROCK A BYE BABY, IN A TREE TOP, When the wind blows……..” “BYE BABY BUNTING, DADDY'S GONE AHUNT'N--- To catch a little…….” “Little Bo-Peep has Lost Her Sheep--- Where or where can she find it”? “Where Oh Where has my little dog gone---”? “I'LL Huff and Puff and Blow You’re House Down! Not By, ‘The Hair Of My Chin-Chin-Chin”’! Ring around the Rosie, A Pocket Full Of Posies... Hush-ah, we all FALL DOWN! Rain, Rain Go Away, Come Back another Day... "K", My Name Is Katrina, K A T R I N A And I went INLAND! "K", My Name Is Killjoy--- I am made of Wind and Water and sand…. "Where's that PEA GREEN BOAT”? "K", is for Kettle, And I blew ALL TO KINGDOMCOME---- TEA FOR TWO…. AND, YOU FOR ME! "K", is for Kaput, And it was about my Karma! "HUMPTY DUMPTY" sat on a wall, "HUMPTY DUMPTY" had a great fall--- "AND ALL THE KINGS HORSES, AND..... "K", is also for Kindred Waters And I am vast--- You were the KINGPIN…. Where ‘KEYSTONES’ NOW LIE IN MY WAKE! KNICKY, KNICKY 9 DOORS- COME OUT, COME OUT WHEREVER YOU ARE? LAST ONE OUT IS A DIRTY ROTTEN EGG? STEP ON A CRACK AND YOU BREAK YOUR MUDDERS BACK! Itsy Bitsy Spider, Went Up the Water Spout- Down Came the Rain, And Washed The Spider Out.... Out Came the Sun and Dried Up All the Pain... ITSY-BITSY SPIDER, WENT UP THE SPOUT AGAIN! Didee
5/20/2015 1:16:19 PM
First time doing an 'ODE' --- Critique please!	Ode To ‘Mother’Creator © Not only isit a marvelous happen chance in being able to have ‘shares’ in Mother Nature’sflora creations 'first hand'--- But, we arethen granted to sit before her, these ‘set tables’…. She, as our‘hostess’ serves ‘up’ an endless canvasing ‘kaleidoscope’ set for our eyes only! She temptsus again and again, into a fevered ‘hunger-fest’ to (pig-out) by and they are verymuch ‘ready’ with such ‘food for thought’! She has intuitively displayed her indulgent ‘realm’to overrun our 'minds' eye…. We are prearrangedto touch, taste/smell and become a convert--- It is; astrue, loyal, ‘voyeurs’ we now give our undivided attendance, when we are allinvited to her 'seasoning’ assemblies…. Theirwholeness is made perfect, even into their ‘finally’ timed performances! Her use andgift with bright shades and ‘tonal’ multi-folding colours complements more herofferings--- Whether, itis in her fauna show of velvety, satin and silky petal- flowers spendingtitillating fragrances…. Or, by useof her seasonally ‘varying’ cycles in weather modes; she always will spend all herwonderment and excitement towards her spectacular works! Her numerous‘paint-box’ colours with their different scents and shaded colours are craftedto allure us feverishly into inventive madness acts--- Just likethe moments when a (newly) box of crayons first opens up and invitingly nudgesthe painter and writer in 'us’ to recreate our own bountiful pictures withworded colour and paints…. Thus withour 'first hand' wonder/mental experience “Mother’, has never grifted, (aquestionable) blank canvas to work upon! We are agrowing world-wide nature loving group, dabbling our time away ‘amongst’ her ecospheres--- We have also‘gifted’; as well out our exhibited works…. Our own ‘piece-meals’ are proudly admired andprofitably ‘feasted’ upon! Many wonderfulinvites are sent out to for all to attend our (tabled smorgasbords) --- ‘Mother’,must be as proud and pleased when taking note, of all the vast, interpretationaland varied (personal) endeavoured styles made in her likeness…. We have been ‘qualified’ in her stead, to such‘artistry’ freedoms! We have been‘branded’ her slaves; as only a true slave driver can do--- We are meantto go through with our own ‘humbling’ efforts…. Our need anddesire to please and honour her great gifts with these our gifts aresurmountable! Ourenthusiasm to share our ‘Mother Nurtured’ talents among one and all to salivateand savour, is indeed a two-fold gift and made much more--- We can onlyhold her responsible for our inspirational madness every day, days in and daysout throughout time…. MotherNature, we thank you for the power you have given us again, and again and againto learn, create and live in your world. We areindeed time keepers and guardians to your ‘star studded garden! My writer’smind holds ‘never’ enough words to paint your magnificence--- There arenot enough means to ever do you justice…. Ourword/plays and colourful paintings are but a ‘stitch’ to your ‘dressed’canvases! Didee A true loverof Mother Nature’s works. Artist andpoet writing with ink and paint!
5/20/2015 1:27:00 PM
What Inspires me to write poetry.	Ode To ‘Mother’Creator © Not only isit a marvelous happen chance in being able to have ‘shares’ in Mother Nature’sflora creations 'first hand'--- But, we arethen granted to sit before her, these ‘set tables’…. She, as our‘hostess’ serves ‘up’ an endless canvasing ‘kaleidoscope’ set for our eyes only! She temptsus again and again, into a fevered ‘hunger-fest’ to (pig-out) by and they are verymuch ‘ready’ with such ‘food for thought’! She has intuitively displayed her indulgent ‘realm’to overrun our 'minds' eye…. We are prearrangedto touch, taste/smell and become a convert--- It is; astrue, loyal, ‘voyeurs’ we now give our undivided attendance, when we are allinvited to her 'seasoning’ assemblies…. Theirwholeness is made perfect, even into their ‘finally’ timed performances! Her use andgift with bright shades and ‘tonal’ multi-folding colours complements more herofferings--- Whether, itis in her fauna show of velvety, satin and silky petal- flowers spendingtitillating fragrances…. Or, by useof her seasonally ‘varying’ cycles in weather modes; she always will spend all herwonderment and excitement towards her spectacular works! Her numerous‘paint-box’ colours with their different scents and shaded colours are craftedto allure us feverishly into inventive madness acts--- Just likethe moments when a (newly) box of crayons first opens up and invitingly nudgesthe painter and writer in 'us’ to recreate our own bountiful pictures withworded colour and paints…. Thus withour 'first hand' wonder/mental experience “Mother’, has never grifted, (aquestionable) blank canvas to work upon! We are agrowing world-wide nature loving group, dabbling our time away ‘amongst’ her ecospheres--- We have also‘gifted’; as well out our exhibited works…. Our own ‘piece-meals’ are proudly admired andprofitably ‘feasted’ upon! Many wonderfulinvites are sent out to for all to attend our (tabled smorgasbords) --- ‘Mother’,must be as proud and pleased when taking note, of all the vast, interpretationaland varied (personal) endeavoured styles made in her likeness…. We have been ‘qualified’ in her stead, to such‘artistry’ freedoms! We have been‘branded’ her slaves; as only a true slave driver can do--- We are meantto go through with our own ‘humbling’ efforts…. Our need anddesire to please and honour her great gifts with these our gifts aresurmountable! Ourenthusiasm to share our ‘Mother Nurtured’ talents among one and all to salivateand savour, is indeed a two-fold gift and made much more--- We can onlyhold her responsible for our inspirational madness every day, days in and daysout throughout time…. MotherNature, we thank you for the power you have given us again, and again and againto learn, create and live in your world. We areindeed time keepers and guardians to your ‘star studded garden! My writer’smind holds ‘never’ enough words to paint your magnificence--- There arenot enough means to ever do you justice…. Ourword/plays and artfull paintings are but a ‘stitch’ to your ‘dressed’canvases! Didee A true loverof Mother Nature’s works. Artist andpoet writing with ink and paint!
5/22/2015 8:37:07 AM
My poem Leviathan	This is surely an adventure poem and you did well in your pleasing (story-line way) by bringing to mind--- Man and Nature intrusions and the not-so-foretold outcomes. Nature (Mother) does slap wrists when a wrong is done in her kingdom! What a great pay-back in the end! Highly imaginative and wonderful references to 'like-situations and matters. I enjoyed this very much. I am not an authorized critic and very new to appeasing another's work, but having done well here with my man vs. nature poem "Katrina"---critiqued here very 'highly'.... I think yours is due for attention. Didee
5/27/2015 3:33:56 PM
What Inspires me to write poetry.	way2go wrote: Mother Nature's is my inspiration as well and what ever happens on any given day that sticks in my mind I sit down and write words, sometimes good sometimes not so good. Main thing is to have ago. Your Ode is thoughtful with lots of big words but you should take a little more care with your spacing. I also wrote a poem on Mother Nature have a read on way2gokev page. Cheers and keep the words flowing. Kev Thanks for the comments and reply. I will take note of what you noted about my writing. Perhaps I do use too many big words and loose myself in the spacing. I think I know what you are saying but not too sure on full meaning of spacing when writing poetry. New to this phraseing Please explain if you will if you have the time to get back to me on this. Thanks for caring.....didee
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