Tag: nature
group name: gathercreativity
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March 27, 2007 06:02 PM EDT --
The first day of Spring.
Still some chills in the air,
Yet it smelled clear.
The sky simply blue,
With no clouds in sight.
I sat at my desk,
Looking out the window,
Thinking what's going to . . . more
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July 03, 2007 08:07 PM EDT --
The United States is the land I love.
Vast, majestic, in turns rugged and gentle--this . . . more
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January 04, 2008 09:38 PM EST --
Sacred Cycle
Searching the dry bed
Oaths and offerings ignored
Turquoise blue treasured
Firelight casts dancing trance
Beat the earth with dripping sweat
Sweep the . . . more
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September 28, 2007 04:31 PM EDT --
When the autumn air turns chilly
The trees change from green to gold over night
Evenings are spent cozy in a familiar sweater
We welcome back our old friends Pumpkins
We adorn our doors, windows, mantels . . . more
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July 29, 2007 02:55 PM EDT --
Mountain air tickles my senses,
and I close my eyes just to feel;
Gentle breeze ruffles through my hair
I take a deep breath just to heal;
Something about this mountain air
calms this . . . more
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October 16, 2006 01:49 AM EDT --
The joy and peace of cosmos ray
Blooming in a serene way
In surging enthusiasm of river
Flowing happily forever.
The energy radiating in banks
For flowers beauty to soar with wings
In rhythm . . . more
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October 20, 2007 09:45 PM EDT --
When I was a kid, I remember looking forward to watching the weekly program Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom . This show brought me into the world of animals in distant lands... at a distance. It . . . more
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September 17, 2007 10:14 AM EDT --
I love the mornings, when the air is fresh and cool. Taking in God's nature is a wonderful way to start the day.
I love seeing the sun filtered through the trees.
It is almost as . . . more
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December 04, 2007 08:11 PM EST --
Now that the cold has moved in, the inside critters are finding other things to oc cupy their . . . more
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June 23, 2008 10:31 AM EDT --
It rained today.
For the first time in a long time
the clouds burst open;
I stood out in the rain soaked street
and danced, letting it wash over me,
not caring what people might think, . . . more
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September 24, 2007 03:31 AM EDT --
Folks, this was entirely Kathryn's idea . She suggested we do a combined article on AUTUMN, sharing thoughts and impressions from our different perspectives.
Here it is.
She wrote the . . . more
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July 19, 2007 11:21 AM EDT --
Should we be wearing shoes? My two year old granddaughter doesn’t think so and maybe you should reconsider it also.
The foot contains 26 bones, 33 joints and more than 100 muscles, tendons . . . more
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October 24, 2007 10:30 AM EDT --
While taking one of my walks along Pompano Beach I took the opportunity presented by nature for this photo. Even as I gleaned the shore for seashells, coral, and other beached items to use for my . . . more
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November 18, 2007 05:10 PM EST --
Come Along With Me
As I run errands.
My first stop was the Grocery store, where I spotted some pigeons, so of course I had to stop, in the middle of the parking lot. I like the . . . more
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February 05, 2008 08:05 PM EST --
Winter's last snowpile:
small volcano melts away,
never to erupt.
(This poem is dedicated to Stefano P.)
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June 19, 2007 09:42 PM EDT --
Sometimes I hide in my little cave,
A darkend retreat,
That I have made,
And look out on the world,
So bright and cheerful,
In new colors,
Flowers dance from the ground,
and weed others,
Unfold . . . more
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July 22, 2008 01:11 PM EDT --
Every weekend I go to my farm and do maintenance, plan and check out the property to see what is going on. Here are a few pics. BTW I found that putting them in a photo essay gives you another 100 pixels . . . more
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August 28, 2007 08:09 PM EDT --
Lonely leaf
suspended in the air,
motionless,
but for the breeze
that stirs
the lovely spider web
to which it clings;
It dances
with each stirring,
catching raindrops
until it breaks free,
falling . . . more
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November 20, 2007 09:19 AM EST --
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December 29, 2006 08:40 PM EST --
Chilly mist of December
Back into deep slumber,
Making your remember
Fresh year would canter.
With mountains of hope
Try to catch clouds of different shape,
Some possessing huge ambition, . . . more
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