A Mysty Meadow Peace prevails in passive pastures Where wave the wanting wildflowers Softly slowly with soothing sunlight Green grasses do gracefully grow Crystaline colours in constant charest Begin bringing the beautiful bounty Drifting down to drowsy dunes Aroma's all and azure amaze A Day In The Life... Morning dew on sleeping grass, sliding down the blades Cascading beneath earth's collar, tickling sleeping roots Fluid soil, nourishment aplenty, for all things green and more One by one each blade skyward reaches, freshly Yesterdays bends straightened, crinkles gone too ...all the while... Transient worms and centipedes skitter snakes and ladders Daddy long legs, beetles and more all caught in the maze Grasshoppers eating, mosquito's nesting, crickets chirping Dragon flies swooping, black flies resting, ants marching Gophers burrowing, cat calls, dog growls, anxious tree top birds ...all the while... Drinking in the mid day sun, each ray promising hope Scampering clouds, whispering breeze, hardening soil Strengthening blades row upon row, straight and tall This bladed jungle, fully alive, fully aware Hosting life forms, big and small, all ...later on... Small feet stomping, big ones crushing, bike wheels slicing Rays at high noon blazing, piercing to the earth Starkly dry as dry can be, parching every row Genocide by lawnmower blade, heavy clippings fall Within this bladed jungle, all life slows its busy pace ...evening ushers in... The blade world slows its pace, in sunset soliloquy All inhabitants prepare for dark, as dark as dark can be Twinkling stars wink all night, the only light there is Dew begins to from, dripping to the roots As night waves, morning arrives, another day begins . . . No Cream No Sugar An Extra-Large To Go Please Golden sunlight fills the early morning air Droplets of crystal shimmer here and there Songs of blue jays whispered from the trees We start our days with the buzz of honey bees Each stretch we take the day grows brighter One after the other our steps become smarter Our heads held higher our lips turned up Freshly awake we reach for our morning cup (I know what yer thinkin, just wait, its not coffee) Not at all like coffee this mornings cup of sunshine Only the very essence of our life sublime Oh Father Sun without you we are nothing if not blind Accept our homage we mean you no harm, our devin'd If I Were The Wind I'd swoop down and tickle you my love And carry your laughter away with me To a safe place at the end of the day and Get drunk on each giggle again & again I would cover life's screams with my howl And craddled in my soothing breeeze Return the sweetest love songs Your feeling soul has ever felt I would chase away all your worldly fears To a place very fast and very far away Which would turn them into beautiful dreams Of soft colours and comforting smiling faces I would whisper your name to the sunlight Each ray will warm you each shadow brighten Transforming thistles into velvet pedaled roses Warming the clouds so the rain on you is warm I'd whisper to you the sounds of love Of children playing with virgin doves And bring you the sweet scent of flowers . . . Oh but that I could be your love She Dreams For Us With all the charm of lucifer's sword This day's storm has strolled away Come with me...we'll sit beneath this tree Let's watch as mother nature spins her spell's Where thunder had caused throbbing heart clouds to wane Now a gossamer veil of rainbow ribbons grace the heavens And glassy obsidian sunlight seeping through the indigo blue Will surely be the lure of all clear moon's tonight In reverent awe we absorb this oasis of pristine beauty Unfolding as a flower under her silvery power A bevy chorus of virgin songs her birds do sing to us No man can copy this sweet smell of carefree paradise. Through her these gift's do endure So that when we are old and frail Our grand children and their's Will smile when mother nature winks Return To Friends Page Return To Page 1 g.v.wright@dlcwest.com
A Mysty Meadow
Peace prevails in passive pastures Where wave the wanting wildflowers Softly slowly with soothing sunlight Green grasses do gracefully grow Crystaline colours in constant charest Begin bringing the beautiful bounty Drifting down to drowsy dunes Aroma's all and azure amaze
A Day In The Life...
Morning dew on sleeping grass, sliding down the blades Cascading beneath earth's collar, tickling sleeping roots Fluid soil, nourishment aplenty, for all things green and more One by one each blade skyward reaches, freshly Yesterdays bends straightened, crinkles gone too ...all the while... Transient worms and centipedes skitter snakes and ladders Daddy long legs, beetles and more all caught in the maze Grasshoppers eating, mosquito's nesting, crickets chirping Dragon flies swooping, black flies resting, ants marching Gophers burrowing, cat calls, dog growls, anxious tree top birds ...all the while... Drinking in the mid day sun, each ray promising hope Scampering clouds, whispering breeze, hardening soil Strengthening blades row upon row, straight and tall This bladed jungle, fully alive, fully aware Hosting life forms, big and small, all ...later on... Small feet stomping, big ones crushing, bike wheels slicing Rays at high noon blazing, piercing to the earth Starkly dry as dry can be, parching every row Genocide by lawnmower blade, heavy clippings fall Within this bladed jungle, all life slows its busy pace ...evening ushers in... The blade world slows its pace, in sunset soliloquy All inhabitants prepare for dark, as dark as dark can be Twinkling stars wink all night, the only light there is Dew begins to from, dripping to the roots As night waves, morning arrives, another day begins
. . . No Cream No Sugar An Extra-Large To Go Please
Golden sunlight fills the early morning air Droplets of crystal shimmer here and there Songs of blue jays whispered from the trees We start our days with the buzz of honey bees
Each stretch we take the day grows brighter One after the other our steps become smarter Our heads held higher our lips turned up Freshly awake we reach for our morning cup (I know what yer thinkin, just wait, its not coffee)
Not at all like coffee this mornings cup of sunshine Only the very essence of our life sublime Oh Father Sun without you we are nothing if not blind Accept our homage we mean you no harm, our devin'd
If I Were The Wind
I'd swoop down and tickle you my love And carry your laughter away with me To a safe place at the end of the day and Get drunk on each giggle again & again
I would cover life's screams with my howl And craddled in my soothing breeeze Return the sweetest love songs Your feeling soul has ever felt
I would chase away all your worldly fears To a place very fast and very far away Which would turn them into beautiful dreams Of soft colours and comforting smiling faces
I would whisper your name to the sunlight Each ray will warm you each shadow brighten Transforming thistles into velvet pedaled roses Warming the clouds so the rain on you is warm
I'd whisper to you the sounds of love Of children playing with virgin doves And bring you the sweet scent of flowers . . . Oh but that I could be your love
She Dreams For Us
With all the charm of lucifer's sword This day's storm has strolled away Come with me...we'll sit beneath this tree Let's watch as mother nature spins her spell's
Where thunder had caused throbbing heart clouds to wane Now a gossamer veil of rainbow ribbons grace the heavens And glassy obsidian sunlight seeping through the indigo blue Will surely be the lure of all clear moon's tonight
In reverent awe we absorb this oasis of pristine beauty Unfolding as a flower under her silvery power A bevy chorus of virgin songs her birds do sing to us No man can copy this sweet smell of carefree paradise.
Through her these gift's do endure So that when we are old and frail Our grand children and their's Will smile when mother nature winks
Return To Friends Page
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g.v.wright@dlcwest.com