Tag: nature
group name: peaceandjoy
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October 09, 2008 02:23 AM EDT --
Today I'm blue thinking of you
Because you're far away
So I search the sky and heaven on high
And then begin to pray
May your nights be delights . . . more
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September 05, 2007 03:29 PM EDT --
See the bright petals!
Peace accompanies their truth--
Sweet, fragrant flowers.
Copyright 2007 Jim Ross
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September 30, 2008 10:36 AM EDT --
I am starting to sort through all the writing that I took off Gather when things started to change here and I thought I was on my way out. Obviously, that has not been the case and so I will slowly start . . . more
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September 17, 2008 10:31 PM EDT --
The air is turning crisp and cool
as summer says goodbye.
As a chill runs down my spine,
I wrap my sweater around,
enjoying the warmth.
You are still inside sleeping,
but my eyes could . . . more
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October 10, 2007 06:01 PM EDT --
How lovely you are
with your crooks and turns,
reaching high
into the bluest sky,
A perch for the
songbird's sweet serenade,
nature's loveliest playground.
Your age is showing; . . . more
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October 05, 2007 07:21 PM EDT --
Witch Hazel swept the harvest moon
All night until the dawn
With shades of red and golden glow
She put her warm cape on
The season change is chilling . . . more
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November 18, 2007 04:36 PM EST --
Photos by Sam Hersh....published with his permission.
Sunday morning hike
Mushrooms blooming in oak land
Nature's cathedral
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May 21, 2007 07:37 PM EDT --
Timelessness
Today and yesterday
The ocean had a sense of timelessness
There was only morning and night
And in between
A foghorn sang
And driftwood people
Huddled together
On the graying sand
Now I . . . more
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September 24, 2007 11:25 AM EDT --
grace, so still and sure
lending beauty's reflection
flight is soon to come
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June 23, 2008 10:31 AM EDT --
It rained today.
For the first time in a long time
the clouds burst open;
I stood out in the rain soaked street
and danced, letting it wash over me,
not caring what people might think, . . . more
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February 13, 2008 01:24 AM EST --
Fog mists, rose and gray
Sway at the end of false spring days
With charcoal trees
Above a black horizon's lay
Cream puff clouds scud at play
And blush to glow and stay
Above the warm . . . more
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November 09, 2007 04:14 PM EST --
Once more I hop to the lip and stand
On the edge of my world, and stretch--
What’s that? The wind is fierce today!
My feathers flutter--they feel so good--
But I grip the nest for dear fledgling . . . more
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August 19, 2008 08:59 PM EDT --
I made a raid on fresh limeade
Paid a pretty price
Set up a stand under this tree
And filled the cups with ice
No one came by on the lonely road
So I gave the juice to . . . more
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August 18, 2007 09:48 AM EDT --
Terra firma, Firm terra,
Dusty earth beneath our unsure feet.
Autumnal breeze,
Whisper of branches trembling free
On the edge of a sturdy oak.
Sun drenched desert hovers,
Casts shadows on steeple . . . more
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August 30, 2007 10:45 AM EDT --
Late August moonrise
Shimmers on the horizon
Heralding the night
Somber floating orb
Elliptical procession
Straw to golden hue
Moon so full and round
Such loveliness holds my gaze
Like a newborn child . . . more
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September 23, 2007 01:52 PM EDT --
What a beautiful day it is here! The sky is so blue with these huge white puffy clouds. I tried to capture how beautiful the sky is in these photos, but it just doesn't give justice . . . more
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April 29, 2008 06:38 PM EDT --
Come and see
Grab your cup of tea
My garden is blooming!
Just follow me...
The roses are showing off again
Oh, look, there's . . . more
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September 24, 2007 12:11 AM EDT --
For John Beck ~ who penned a poem to the sun
http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.jsp?articleId=281474977125232#comments
Today sweet sun caressed my skin . . . more
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April 16, 2007 02:16 AM EDT --
Sunshine, filtering through, leafy boughs of green
Gentle breeze rippling the grass, God watching from skies of blue
We are significantly small in an even bigger universe.
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October 29, 2007 09:41 AM EST --
Moonbeams on my face awaken me, and in the darkness I
watch yellow ghosts dance on walls of blue. A cool
breeze rustles the lace at my window, and the sounds of
the evening grow . . . more
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