Nature

The definity of absolutely beautiful is to me the exquisite English rose, as I ponder on it’s sheer...

She glides through air on silent wings
Enchanting spells she softly sings
She speaks of...

Do you know where the sun goes when it’s hidden in the sky?
It sits behind a passing cloud singing...

England’s green & pleasant land

Our green & pretty pastures has been blighted by the rain...

..soon ill prey upon a bed of roses
So wash me over like the stone's of Dover
The windy...

She huffs as she puffs & blows down through her mound, a whistling wind with an eerie sound
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I love thy beacons on one’s canvas Oh blessed wondrous night, twinkling torches of guidance for thy...

There’s a mystery within the clouds that the sun shall never see, it lies cradled in the strength of...

Can somebody please let Mrs. Season know it is summertime now
does she think it is November ?...

Brainstorming, concentrating
panning... for poem
idea shattered brew
tilly by...

As I stand in the shower with my shampoo in the buff
Goodness sakes that is thunder again
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Early August already
sunset has disappeared
Greyness blankets shady skies
cumulus...

Tis’ the twighlight of the evening
the summer sun has gone to rest
As I lie upon a hammock...

Delicate, dainty butterfly
swaying in the summer breeze
Kissing flowers flutterby
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Smell the rotting stench of death
Putrid particles fill the air
Betwixt this massive mould...

Rumbling thunder
Lazer lumination
Pelting downpour
Freaky fascination
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