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I am the barren tree,. All the leaves have fallen - vacated,. I stand tall yet lonely,. I feel bare, completely naked,. Hundreds of years old I am,. The wise old lonely oak,.
#ProjectHumanity I sit by the river, The wind runs through my hair, Cross my legs and sigh again, I really have no care.
I am the winters snow,. I can be gentle or a flurry,. I'm icy cold I'm freezing,. Turning the temperature down in a hurry,. I lay my blanket on the earth,. A blanket of white crisp snow,.
We howl upwards, To the sky. Waxing, waning, Sing goodbye. We sing our song, Our mournful howl, It ends with snarls, A rippling growl.
A robin woke me up this morn' That was not so sweet. But hey. Look outside.
I am the wind,. I am the breeze,. I rip through,. The luscious trees,. I howl and whistle,. I growl and gripe,. I rattle your windows,. On stormy nights,. I change shape,. I twist and twirl,.
I am the solitary sun,. My home is in the blue sky,. I share it with the moon and stars,. And the clouds where the angels fly,. My job is to light your day,. To guide you through with my beams,.
Grey day Black night Sun and Moon Hide out of sight. Clouds dominate Cover stars Sulking giants Leaving scars. But they are sad They cry rain To fill rivers and lakes and oceans Again.
#nature. #season. I am the lonely leaf,. That falls solitary from the tree,. Alone and drifting to the ground,. For passers by to step on me,. I am no longer with my friends,.
I've been climbing for a while Hoping to reach the top Although your bark bites my fingers I can't take a rest or stop. For you're my entire world, Beautiful... To say the least.
I stood upon the hills, when heaven's wide arch Was glorious with the sun's returning march, And woods were brightened, and soft gales Went forth to kiss the sun-clad vales.
I am a swan. So elegant and white. Spreading each wing. As i take flight. Lifting up high. Above the ground. Making my wings move. Producing a sound. Each elegant move. As i sore above the sky.
calm stream bubbles down smooth stone rocks. sunshine glitters off little crashing waves. sweet grasses sway with pretty flowers. puffy white clouds float blue skies for days.
I like to imagine. That bark is made. When God borrows. A tad from the sky. And the earth. And mixes them together. Then he adds a sprinkle of life. Never too much. And he takes the mixture.
The whitewing bat. Is the size of a fifty cent. Piece. Give or take a millimeter. It flies in front. Of the full moon. Hiding. Waiting for a stray moth. To flitter into its path. On the new moon.
Water roars over soaking rocks, Falling faster towards the bottom. Sunlight tints it along the way, With leaves floating, for it's autumn. Aqua slices as it heads down, Also slides over all it can.
At the bottom of my garden Amongst glossy foliage Which shimmers and gives Nature's hue Glistening to everything little thing Is a beehive. My beehive To which I tend And watch the bees.
A sweetly scent breeze rustled the emerald leaves. Gleaming, crystal water sung and danced over glittering rocks. Strikingly beautiful music filled the vivid, jade woods.
On the porch Winter night Feels like springtime's Evening light Dusk has fallen All gray-blue A white and shining Cresent moon A cricket chirping Far off clangs Of dairy-yard gates In metal frames A...
#opussweeklychallenge. The green grass. Remembers you. The colourful flowers. Remember you too. The glorious sun. Could never forget. Such a beautiful sight. It never had met. The sun and the clouds.
Paper wings, a sequence of disguise. Springs rainbow of delight, multi-coloured surprise. Resting on the blossomed, fluttering through rays of light. A peacuful existance, brightening up days plight.
The collaboration with @HingAling24 and moi.
A collaboration with @sammielee46 and moi.
A crown of flowers Buttercups & daisy, Holly leaves & ivy Berries from the woods I would marry you, should You say yes A cathedral of trees Oak & birch sticks ...