" They can conquer who believe they can. He has not learned the first lesson in life who does not every day surmount a fear.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Sweet the fresh dew lies carpeting the svelte lawn
as I tread my onerous way through the herbaceous garden
sylph stemmed gladioli in colorful display light up my way
and I can't get you out of my mind, not that I want too
weary and fatigued from my punishing routine and schedule
I seek sanctuary and solace in my own corner
where I can lick my wounds, and heal my soul
a gray squirrel disturbs the silence all around
he is making provisions for a long hard winter ahead
as I contemplate within myself, the things that will be
succulent yellow honeysuckle adorn the archway
aberdeen granite stone held together by the keystone
green scaled newts and amphibians swim in the algae covered pond
as I take a breather on the dedicated wooden park bench
toying with the breathtaking inponderables of life
wishing that I had known you in the springtime of youth
when zest and energy could be turned on like a tap
and I was equipped with what I know now
but maybe the chips would not have stacked right
realising that this game is way beyond our hand
I could give you a million and one reasons
of all the ways I could make you smile
and as the shimmering sun reached its zenith
I stroked my chin as I took on a mischievous grin
It dozen't really matter one iota
for it's all immaterial to you and I
what counts is that I am yours just now
Copyright by Peter Paton 2006
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: ) Jill
...
I could give you a million and one reasons
of all the ways I could make you smile
...
It dozen't really matter ...
what counts is that I am yours just now
Peter, this is beautiful! Linda
Copyright by Peter Paton 2006
It's All Immaterial
Love,
Taylor
B&R
Be well!!
Penny
You look better at age than infancy.
Ron
Have to steal it and write another poem to compliment it!!
Love Tinka
Reindeer
What a stunning photo.!!! I wish I were there!!!!!
Your beautiful poem fits the photo. so well. This is one of your best, and is my favourite.
I'll keep this one in my library for good!
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
God Bless
Michelle!
Peace &Love,
Joselyn
Take care,
Sherry
Hey You Would Not Like Enjoy It Anyhow,i.e. You Read My Poem:
I Can't Stop Tears-If I Could Go Back To See Her-- I Would Not Change Anything-I'd Simply Hug Peggy--Kiss Her Goodbye-Give Her My Business Card-Copy my 1st Book_
Tell Her In Future (They're Will Be Computers)Look Me Up Here's My Web Site This Is How You Will Find Me Then_
I Think You Now See Why Peter It Would Not Have Worked Out Anyway Simply (God) Would Find a Way Trip You (Me) Up In Process,BECUASE This Is Where He Wanted You (Me) To Be Now In Time_
TO DO SOMETHING EVEN MORE PHENOMINAL THAN:
Wrecking My 64 Corvette Meeting Peggy In Doctors Office....
Your Friend,TRASK
Liked that image of a svelte lawn - graceful and slender in contour.
Emerson - good grief, I was reading him today! Seems we are connected in the Spirit!
"weary and fatigued from my punishing routine and schedule" Sheesh . . . can I ever relate to that!
Love the image!
I would like to float there in an inner-tube for several hours and as you so eloquently put: toying with the breathtaking inponderables of life" take a breather from the routine of daily working and striving.
Greetings from SoCal
Richard the Imperturbable!
when the soul sees the carnal as simply translucent then it can emerge it’s wings unto rivers of freedom found in the great consciousness. I know you have emerged into this great refuge of solace.. Yes it is all irrelevant when the carnal is just another dimension that at times has it’s way.. As usual the amazing imagery is just so filled with manna and spirit beauty. Your soul is soaring high today, Peter. Thank you for this gift and the beauty it does speak and yes, angels are hearing you…
Peace & Love, Dove