~Zen Mountain~

Unbridled_Passion said:
It sounds to me like you were having an overwhelming day. I hope the sunshine helped!:heart:
rain leaves nothing
except scents of pure movement
clearing out the past
 
feelings

My Erotic Trail said:
dark days

storm clouds swirl
over the jagged ridge
atop a mountain of thoughts

shadows swim
across the valley
to a river of emotions

wading through
puddles of passion
drowning in feelings

lightening probabilities
swells pound at the dam
a soul's flood thunders

tick tock,
rain drops
falling in rythmic time

knowing, deep within
the caverns of the mind
open your eyes to the sunshine




feelings and thoughts running thru that peaceful mind. count to 10 and breath in your nose and out your mouth real slow, think about your breathing and there i will be and all will be calm again.
from your little texas tornado :kiss:
 
the sway of grass in the wind
has a calming effect
dancing and bobbing as if
there were a beautiful song
blowing through my soul
 
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I know
among the eb and flow
of time's flow
I grow

and
new days come
filled with
freshly fallen snow

again
will come
the summer sun's glow
through each day
I row​
 
I Know

My Erotic Trail said:
I know
among the eb and flow
of time's flow
I grow

and
new days come
filled with
freshly fallen snow

again
will come
the summer sun's glow
through each day
I row​



and it is a show
as we watch you grow
every single day you know

and as you know
there is no snow
and you can have no DOE

so enjoy the suns glow
as down the river you shall row
and know you're wrapped in my heart
in a little bow :heart:
 
working in the sun again
after winter winds stop
planting flowers and seeds
in the freshly tilled soil

invigorating rays make the day
more than ordinary
filling me with purpose
and much more energy

missions are fulfilled
and satisfaction gained
because it is almost spring
and the sun has returned
 
warmth escapes me
lead-filled heart
so much sorrow
losing someone I care about

years of friendship
passing by
children born
are now grown

husband, father
son, grandpa
gone but not forgotten
he remains in our hearts
 
My Erotic Trail said:
I know
among the eb and flow
of time's flow
I grow

and
new days come
filled with
freshly fallen snow

again
will come
the summer sun's glow
through each day
I row​

I think it's ebb
 
the sound of tiny footsteps
wakes me from a deep sleep
"It's shining outside. Time to get up momma!"
groaning and stretching, I look at the clock
6:30 a.m. I never get to sleep in!

stumbling down the hall
to start the morning coffee
an angelic voice says
"Good morning momma! I love you!"
sleeping in is overrated, you know
 
Unbridled_Passion said:
the sound of tiny footsteps
wakes me from a deep sleep
"It's shining outside. Time to get up momma!"
groaning and stretching, I look at the clock
6:30 a.m. I never get to sleep in!

stumbling down the hall
to start the morning coffee
an angelic voice says
"Good morning momma! I love you!"
sleeping in is overrated, you know

waking all night to
"mommy, move your elbow".
sleep, maybe four hours,
intervened with "Mommy"
that is.

count your lucky stars
it's one and not three
who grumble and preach
move over, I wanna be next
to mommy.

time, for sleep
mid-day when all are at school
and finally, I get
to rest.


:rolleyes:
 
RhymeFairy said:
waking all night to
"mommy, move your elbow".
sleep, maybe four hours,
intervened with "Mommy"
that is.

count your lucky stars
it's one and not three
who grumble and preach
move over, I wanna be next
to mommy.

time, for sleep
mid-day when all are at school
and finally, I get
to rest.


:rolleyes:


growl growl... grummpy growls (~_*)
 
kissing boo-boos
bandaging invisable owies

cartoons for hours on end

tea parties and tents
dolls all in a row
stepping on their shoes
in the middle of the night

ponytials and dresses
changed several times a day

hungry and thirsty
but not at the same time

a mother's work is never done

(but I love every minute of it!):heart:
 
Unbridled_Passion said:
kissing boo-boos
bandaging invisable owies

cartoons for hours on end

tea parties and tents
dolls all in a row
stepping on their shoes
in the middle of the night

ponytials and dresses
changed several times a day

hungry and thirsty
but not at the same time

a mother's work is never done

(but I love every minute of it!):heart:


i liked this...

and the HO HO men <grin
 
my feet planted
firmly on the ground
engulfed in clouds
a breath taking view
atop a mountain
gazing at the valley
where my roots lay


from RF's ...one word thread... I may work on this some more <grin
 
the way of the write

As I sit at my corner of the round table
watching others feast
with forks and knives
disecting worded lines

perhaps boredom comes from
reading so many writes
begging for something new
it seems mediocre grew

I watch spelling bees make honey
butterflys in their tummy
while they lay down their pride
then the eargerly synical arrive

grumbling and mumbling while tossing eggs
"this has already been said"
sitting there in a yolk shower
I'll gladly hand an author flowers
 
Unbridled_Passion said:
where oh where is the teller of tails?


probably out telling ... tales ?? :confused: ;) :D

:rose:

could not resisit. :D Missing him too. Hope all is well your alls way.


:rose:
 
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