Sheltered in the corner of the yard stands the old green John Deere rustic but still...
The Snowman When I fall, it’s done for you, Turning darkness into light. Each...
I come from, Haunts of birds, and scrapes and bruises, I’m from dancing and singing,...
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Blood-filled tissue is shredded from bone Tis a yearly occurrence A sign of the coming spring...
The silence before was palpable, as pure as the wintery blanket, swaddling them from the imminent...
Like nature she swept in like the breeze She danced like exotic flowers so elegantly She had...
People and Nature have no voice...
Days hold many struggles while they are just trying to figure us...
The rustling of the burning red leaves nothing is getting in our way The sun shining like a blinding...
Bursting through the horizon, the sun finally decides to rub away the lingering streaks of dusk Warm...
The fate of the mink the concerns of a crowded poultry cage and the...
Gathered leaves They blow around is if dancing Rustling, brown and crisp, Like wood...
When there seems no end to urban sprawl or clutter, I head out into a rural idyll to feel one with...
Would I love ... The mist created by rain Gloomy days spent in bed Dancing alone in my...
It's a crisp December And the frost covers the ground It chills you to the bone And...
we are but flotsam strewn across dry land. settling here and settling there, putting up...
The park covered in white a coveted delight chill settles on my nose and dances around...