Never in my life have I attempted to write poetry; however I am currently enjoying trying.
A walk outside to perform a simple task, offers me a relaxing break
While performing this task, my mind is unburdened allowing pleasant thoughts to weave in and out
A walk outside to perform a task, my flowers need a drink and birdbaths need filling
Looking around I am delighted to see,
~ Clover showing off their tiny blooms
~ Ladybugs in a romantic mood
~ Succulents seeking the sun, so little time to display their beauty, dusk looms
Not really a task for being outside is what I enjoy most
~Bold anatomy is needed to defy harsh climates
~Craftiness is your ability to survive
~Delightful details disclose your secrets
~Exposed expression shares with us your true meaning
~Faults are forgotten and blended with your overall beauty
~Graciousness in your offering to those dependent on you is
admired
~Hidden beauty goes unnoticed for most, but not all
~Intricate symmetrical angles and shapes reflect the sun’s rays
~Joyful existence is what you present to those who truly see
~Kaleidoscope of colors and hues so vivid they appear seemingly unreal
Yesterday…
My spring yard with its many colors,
The Purple and Golds are most vibrant,
Demanding to be noticed on THIS day,
Their appearance is simply glorious.
Today…
To my list of colors, I add two,
Whites and Pinks in a showy display.
Growing on this mountain,
Despite the struggle, they make their presence known.
When you look at this little Columbine,
First appearances can be deceiving.
As with all things, striking beauty and magic.
Appears deep in the details and from within.
~Splash of color in a bunch,
early spring appearance.
~Hated, cursed, sprayed with poison,
not to be tolerated, disrupting a manicured environment.
~Dare you show your presence,
aw, but abundance defies this abuse.
~I think they are beautiful,
most people don’t agree.
~Struggling to live in nature,
lovely brilliant flower to fun willowy seed.
~I leave them be,
their presence is fine with me.
By Sheila – February 23, 2013 Lake Seminole- Eastbank Campground
Awoken with a start,
Thunder fills the sky
Its force is imposing,
Rain pounding on the roof
Light flashes, invading the darkness,
Mossy Pines present a haunting sight
The thunder remains close,
The rain unrelenting
Lightening continues to display its power,
Sleep is just a comforting thought
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