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Wind
Bringing Oneness to all the elements
And harmony to me
The Universal Holograph series from The Tao of the Quantum Self Mom Nature is again attacking humanity. To everything, there is a season.
Reminiscing about those nights I walked home alone from setting bowling pins on cold below zero winter nights. Especially, one night of a glorious dis... This has got to be the last of the winter poems, for now. . .
On May 6, in 1949, when my twin brother and I were seven years old, we visited our grandparents’ truck farm in western Wisconsin. A blizzard left us s... A Poem about all I saw through my minds eye laying on my sister in laws front porch glider.......Hope you enjoy! This Winter''s moon is the closet Full Moon to the Winter Solstice. It reminds us to remember to keep all people that we love close to our hearts, as... My favourite time of the year is nearly upon us...autumn! I intend to enjoy every moment ..... By far winters beach is much better, but summer has its attractions too... The Delaware bay seems almost as bad, storm wise, as the ocean, sometmes worse...
_____________________________ Not sure who started the challenge for a poem on Winter, but I felt the urge to put my 2 bits in, so here you are...enjoy In the end, being meek and mild and studious wins every time. ... (You should have seen the sky!) ....
Image (c) 2007, Karla Dorman Since getting a dose of herbicide during the
drought last year, and a thorough mowing
and edging along my fence a month ago,
the hundred foot wide ... Inspired by Kate Clifford's "The Mountains Point of View", if you get the chance read it also... Three creatures, different yet the same, observe the woods and a California lake. They are separate from what they see, and, at the same time, part of... I am very close to my environment and my passions are acute in all things I love.
~SKdeV~
All the world's hungry masses seeking to reach the lifes of the higher classes know not what they do. Progress is no longer our most important product... This little wren is a delight to watch amid the many other birds that come to my backyard either to forage or partake of the birdfeeder, perches, or ... |
