Evening Primrose
Evening Primrose When once the sun sinks in the west, And dewdrops pearl the evening’s breast; Almost as pale as moonbeams are, Or its companionable star, The evening primrose opes anew Its delicate...
View ArticleSunrise
Sunrise on the Hills by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow I stood upon the hills, when heaven’s wide arch Was glorious with the sun’s returning march, And woods were brightened, and soft gales Went forth to...
View ArticleFirst Color
Fall Colors Life is like tree leaf on riverside. We had born like leaves on branch. Leaves grow like siblings with different heights. God had given equal opportunity To each leaf to grow as big as it...
View ArticleAutumn Tree
Every leaf speaks bliss to me, Fluttering from the autumn tree. Emily BronteFiled under: Photopoem Tagged: Emily Brontë, fall color, New England, Photography, photopoem, photos, Pictures, Quotes, Tree
View ArticleThe Oak Tree
The Oak Tree by Johnny Ray Ryder Jr A mighty wind blew night and day It stole the oak tree’s leaves away Then snapped its boughs and pulled its bark Until the oak was tired and stark But still the oak...
View ArticleBud And Flower
Bud and flower natures wonder unfolding in colors of splendor Miracle in motion unveiling the magic of the hidden beauty In heart of time flowing into future revealing the treasure Of secrets of...
View ArticleSnowy Evening
“Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village, though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a...
View ArticleHello Spring !
Early Spring Harshness vanished. A sudden softness has replaced the meadows’ wintry grey. Little rivulets of water changed their singing accents. Tendernesses, hesitantly, reach toward the earth from...
View ArticleSong Of The Flower
Song of the Flower I am a kind word uttered and repeated By the voice of Nature; I am a star fallen from the Blue tent upon the green carpet. I am the daughter of the elements With whom Winter...
View ArticleSpring Winds & Spring flowers
A Quickening the cold earth where’er you pass, Waking, by your greeting, spring-buds slender, Kissing every strip of meadow grass; Well, O well, your light touch I remember, In the early, far-off...
View ArticlePeace
When you look for peace then the peace lies within you When you search for peace then it is not hard to find When you want to keep peace alive then you allow white doves to fly over you When you make...
View ArticleGertrude’s Daisy
“Said the other, little daisy, “I am very well content To live simply in the meadow where the sun and rain are sent; Where the bees all gather sweetness, and the dew falls on my head, And the radiance...
View Article
More Pages to Explore .....