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I felt like a child. Again yesterday. Spending my day. Splashing in the rain. Playing in the stream. At Dalby Forest. Thundering rain. More time to play. I discovered a. Hand made rope swing.
#household #sink #twistedopuss I can feel myself going down Twisting and spiralling the wrong way round Being pulled deeper into the dark Down into the plug hole of life I'm falling. Cartwheeling.
I hear the thunder in the distance boom It's echoes jump and bounces through the room I watch as the lightning falls to strike The beautiful aounds and striking energy Whats not to like.
Summer, winter, fall, spring, Whatever the weather You always hear them sing. Swirl in your sheets, As their songs fill the air, With different greets.
Wake up from this. You have nothing to lose. That sleep is nothing to miss. It's a thing the mind and the body choose. Open those eyes to see the light. Shining from the sky to make your day bright.
The simplest of pleasure brings joy to my life As a little girl and now as a wife Like paddling my feet into a running stream Where my mind drifts off to the land of daydream Just lying down onto the...
The rain it pitters and patters to the ground Making the most peacefull sound I watch it fall From the sky so tall Into puddles and pools It slips and drops It drips and drools It falls it...
Time rules our life without a thought ,. If only the preciousness could be bought ,. without even knowing, it rules your being,. As it ticks on without you seeing.
Her childhood was simple and idyllic much of it spent walking through fields with an older man an allotment keeper who knew the land so well.
Crimson clouds stretching across the horizon. Fierce is the fire of the dawning day Kissing the mountains, banishing grey. Arisen, angel of death, escaping night's dark prison.
I was having a very pleasant time,. When something strange came from the sky,. Which was ,in fact, a butterfly,. It came with the wind blowing left and right,. It really was quite a beautiful sight,.
They come through the darkness. Creeping through the shadows. Silently they slip through the trees. Hunting, watching, waiting. They live as a family. Together from the time they’re born.
It twirls and curls, Up in the sky. Leaving the fire, Not saying goodbye. This silent assassin, Never asks why. Beautiful yet deadly, Stinging your eye.
| | | | | | | | | Where does the rain fall to and from. Why does it dash with such aplomb.
Though I love the rain. It makes me wish. For a dry sunny day. Where I'm sat. With a glass in hand. Kiss my woes away. The light through the trees. Make the colours vibrant. Bright flickering colours.
-wrote this when I was 10 (: There I see here gliding above, Nothing ahead of her but the breeze. It's when the gun shots start to fire That she slowly starts to freeze.
TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the...
Little tadpole you've grown so fast. A whirlwind of a past. It seems like yesterday you were frog spawn, And now a frog you're almost grown. You started off tiny, Vulnerable but free.
#OpussNight A sky with a thousand gleaming stars, Small yet large - as one, With the blink of an eye, the sun is up, And all the stars are gone.
Emerge from the chrysalis, body brand new. Discover a dazzling world to view. Unfurling wings that, til now, never flew, You flitter on breezes through skies soft and blue.
Little strawberry, Though you hide away, I know you're there, Waiting for the perfect day. A day to shine, A day to be proud, A day to ripen, A day to be loud.
To the tune of your song by Ellie Golding It's not very sunny When I venture outside. I'm not one of those who like Rain I confide.
The flow of energy on earth has primarily two constant parts: Life and Death.
Large oak trees, from little acorns grow, A metaphor for life I know. Weak roots, thin buds, a mission to lengthen, Cautiously creeping, trying to strengthen.