Tag Archives: nature

pre-ramble

If I’m not a modern man, then I’m just a post traumatic heretical fleabag, a rebel with a cause, just one that’ll involve a plate load of legal tendons and a chance to cut the argument to the bone. Nature … Continue reading

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The full Moon rises to the East

She dances under the Birch To the music of her soul Bare feet against wet Earth Freer then she has ever known She dances a healing dance To cleanse the invisible wounds Buried through generations Deep within the soul She … Continue reading

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Mocking Rainbows

Sharp stick draws circles in the sand, complete, one inside another. Lust or love or illusion? Only the artist knows. Despite what the Rolling Stones sing, time is not on our side. The stick is tossed. Nature, like the sea … Continue reading

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The Prize

Three good friends canoe down the Kinni Each with their own bag of thoughts. They navigate through Clapping Waters All ready to share the contents of their bags Two being fuller than one They begin with the artist. When all … Continue reading

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Color Of The Earth

Color of The Earth–Frances Ayers Beautiful color of the Earth,that I do love. You strike my senses and fill my soul with glee. Your vibrant hues fill the lovely sky above, And bring out the autumn color of the trees. … Continue reading

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As Old As The Sea

As Old As The Sea Deep and mysterious With an endless roar Lies the ancient sea With its’ mystical lore Eternal,boundless,Sea What creatures you hold You harbor such secrets Rich stories you’ve told Both complex and moody In storm or … Continue reading

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What The Spring Knows-By Frances Anna Ayers

The Spring knows to wait its’turn
To sparkle after the winter dread
And burst forth with life anew
Reviving nature long since dead Continue reading

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