~Zen Mountain~

a couple thoughts to ponder

My Erotic Tale said:
thanks Du, nice touch

thanks leon, rybka

crouching in the dark
as a day embarks
watching the sky churn blue

dimming stars
as clouds emerge
cyclic blooms rising anew

the day unravels
night releasing it's hold
giving the dark a new hue

blossoming horizon
blushing suprises
richness of red and gold move through

touching to see
shades the starless night leave
as the day begins to unfold

from deep dark navy
to that of a baby
nesting and watching the blue grow
 
bluerains said:
crouching in the dark
as a day embarks
watching the sky churn blue

dimming stars
as clouds emerge
cyclic blooms rising anew

the day unravels
night releasing it's hold
giving the dark a new hue

blossoming horizon
blushing suprises
richness of red and gold move through

touching to see
shades the starless night leave
as the day begins to unfold

from deep dark navy
to that of a baby
nesting and watching the blue grow

I knew you'd like that <bigrin> ty
 
My lil edit

I don't understand html, so you may have to look at the previous threads to see my edits, but it does change it a bit!

bluerains said:
crouching in the dark
as a day embarks
watching the sky churn blue

dimming stars
as clouds emerge
cyclic blooms rising anew

the day unravels
night releasing it's hold
giving the dark a new hue

blossoming horizon
blushing suprises
richness of red and gold move through

touching to see
shades the starless night leave
as day's beginning he drew

from deep dark navy
to that of a baby
nesting and watching we grew

Never Thirst,
John
 
quietpoet said:
I don't understand html, so you may have to look at the previous threads to see my edits, but it does change it a bit!



Never Thirst,
John

yes I did notice, thank you, it was submitted earlier and I wish I had waited, I see here today with this poem an Idea for a thread where a poem is created by many, each poet adding portions to make the meal a poetry cafe? just a thought (o_o) ...THANKS AGAIN ...QP ... blue and all of those you know whos
 
ZMP~ rustling leaves

they have fallen to their grave
lived and died the usual way

laid upon the green grass high
dead leaves rustle and come alive

they revive in a passing breeze
the noisey dead rustling leaves
 
My Erotic Tale said:
ZMP~ rustling leaves

they have fallen to their grave
lived and died the usual way

laid upon the green grass high
dead leaves rustle and come alive

they revive in a passing breeze
the noisey dead rustling leaves

they gather in a messy pile
making noise for a little while

under the tall and leafless tress
the noise of the rustling leaves
 
Short!

Silence breathes,
creates,
moves,
forgives,
in
cryptic pastels...

qp
 
cleanliness is next to godlyness
that is why the mornings are filled with Dew <grin>
washing away the yesterday
 
My Erotic Tale said:
cleanliness is next to godlyness
that is why the mornings are filled with Dew <grin>
washing away the yesterday

Bringing fresh joy and innocence
with its intoxicating purity
 
LeBroz said:
Bringing fresh joy and innocence
with its intoxicating purity

caressing the mind with vision
stars sparkle in the morning dew
washing away and begining new
 
My Erotic Tale said:
caressing the mind with vision
stars sparkle in the morning dew
washing away and begining new


Beguilingly hypnotic,
it calms and soothes;
the dew's sparkle hints at the blue
 
LeBroz said:
Beguilingly hypnotic,
it calms and soothes;
the dew's sparkle hints at the blue

as the blue grows
away the dew goes
dust then will rise
till another morns shine
 
Mystic ~

moonrises over the mystic
mountain. shooting melancholic
rays of memories past.

night owls silently prey
on muses of mice, as they
come out, to play ...

wave, after wave washing
over me. imprinting the rays
of time within my mind.

pulling at my soul, wishing for
the release it seeks. mice tumble
round, dewy grass has them
earth bound ...

owls screech, soul screams
both never want to give up,
on their prey, their dreams ...

:rose:
 
RhymeFairy said:
moonrises over the mystic
mountain. shooting melancholic
rays of memories past.

night owls silently prey
on muses of mice, as they
come out, to play ...

wave, after wave washing
over me. imprinting the rays
of time within my mind.

pulling at my soul, wishing for
the release it seeks. mice tumble
round, dewy grass has them
earth bound ...

owls screech, soul screams
both never want to give up,
on their prey, their dreams ...

:rose:


oh...very nice...thanks RF

owls (o_o)
 
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