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P retty winter wonderland. I s what I can see today. C old but still heartwarming. T akes my breath away. U nderneath a greying sky. R iverbanks are frozen, white. E ven though the water's flowing.
And so the boat began to move, The motor leaving behind a trail. I began to gaze at the nature circling me, All alone yet surrounded by many Paradise It speaks to me.
I walk through the lush forest, the earthy bracken crackling as I trudge along the miserable woods. Tall, still trees stand with wisdom and creak with the wind.
Standing on top of the mountain, I took a long and deep breath, taking in the beauty.
#10wordchallenge. Snow falls. And the moon lights up the scene. Words fail me. For the visions I've seen. I put on my boots. To take a walk in this bliss. The crunch underfoot.
Aku suka pohon apalagi pohon-pohon yang berjejer di sepanjang jalan Aku merasa senang ketika melihatnya dari mobil ataupun kendaraan apapun yang berjalan Pohon bagiku adalah sebuah harapan Ya,...
I took a long walk along the reservoir bank. Walked for miles trying to gather my thoughts. I thought about you and the what ifs...my heart sank. Thought about the love and affection we both sought.
Those mornings when the clouds are covering the sky. When the sun might be seen in little spots or not at all. The air is cold, clean and you see your warm breath in it.
Summer will soon be yesterday. Autumn knocks at our door. The finery of the summer bloom. Will be a fading memory. The nights begin to draw in. Closing summers curtains. To make way for autumnal joy.
#youngwritershousehold. Reflections by the water. Contorted mirror shows. Dappled shining faces. Watch it as it goes. As good as a looking glass. Rippling away flaws. Trout glowing through us.
This I wrote (like a mental note) when I was lying in my garden (on my trampoline).
#Household On the waters edge... It's blissfully serene. On the waters edge... A reflective dream. On the waters edge... I see astonishing depth. On the waters edge... There is nothing inept.
Sitting in my garden at the closing of the day. A fly nearing the end of its life cycle passes by my way. Alone bar nature's presence, my mind wanders peacefully.
Moon light are you there. Come shine here it's not fair. I like when you shine on the water, making it glitter. Making me think of the sweet forgetting the bitter.
It swayes and crashes. Giving me goosebumps in rashes,. Hiding all diffrent creatures. Showing off beautiful features,. Carrying a tonne. Being followed by the sun,. Some surf some swim.
The trees are blooming the plants are no longer gloomy the light is as bright as the might of the night no fright only the wonderfull sight of nature while the birds and the bees kater for your ears...
Tempting is the thought of warmth in the face of sour wind. Pushing through the air, thick with the microbial crystals of ice, breathing heavily and sharply inhaling feeling the chill I move through.
I wonder if a humble speck of sand so small tiny microscopic is aware it is part of something bigger.