procreation (all around)

Psa144

sitting on a stone
in the stream
I watch
as the day flows on by

my eyes
drinking deep
all details equal
and painfully beautiful

sunlight touches
living things
proof of past progress
revealing offspring already complete

I question the course
of my own thoughts
maybe my eyes
have intoxicated my mind
or maybe it's your presence
that's supplied food for my soul

Amaterasu

Psa144

why, thanks

Some ideas just bother you 'til you let them out!
(Went camping for the weekend and am still on a
nature high--I just have to spew--thanks for the feedback)

FinsburyParkCarrots

I like this. It's always good to see new writing talent on the board.

olderman

Originally posted by Psa144
why, thanks

Some ideas just bother you 'til you let them out!
(Went camping for the weekend and am still on a
nature high--I just have to spew--thanks for the feedback)

i love poetry inspired by nature.. a secluded nook in a wooded spot can heal all that may be askew..

"WHO FANCIED WHAT A PRETTY SIGHT"

WHO fancied what a pretty sight
This Rock would be if edged around
With living snow-drops? circlet bright!
How glorious to this orchard-ground!
Who loved the little Rock, and set
Upon its head this coronet?

Was it the humour of a child?
Or rather of some gentle maid,
Whose brows, the day that she was styled
The shepherd-queen, were thus arrayed? 10
Of man mature, or matron sage?
Or old man toying with his age!

I asked--'twas whispered; The device
To each and all might well belong:
It is the Spirit of Paradise
That prompts such work, a Spirit strong,
That gives to all the self-same bent
Where life is wise and innocent.

William Wordsworth, 1803 .. by all accounts, he remains "Nature's Poet"