Delicately touching its splendor to bathe in reflective pearls of quenching dew
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Dreams
yearning to keep a warm feeling
or calm an electric tremble
Every Storm Passes
Every storm passes is old wisdom that stands relevant for every generation.
Pigeon Forge, TN
The smokey Mountains are beautiful.
Whispering vines
As a canopy spread over delicate leaves
wilting growth reached for speckled light
finding its way through
Love without a name
Even on the worst days there are the best moments.
Weaver Ants
they carry the larvae along the entire length of the leaf edges, squeezing as they go, using the larvae like living bottles of glue, until the edges of the leaves are stuck together from end to end
The Sun — Ivor.Plumber/Poet
I am re-posting this from Ivors page as it has a wonderful music video included that warmed my heart. I hope you take the time to watch. Its worth the four minute feel good break it will give you. Happy listening. Haiku: The Sun The fiery sun burns Bitumen melts underfoot Tomatoes glow red Ivor…
Rookie Green Thumb
I sucked up a lemon seed through my straw while drinking iced tea and dropped it into soil with some fertilizer…boom-eight weeks later I have a lemon tree.
Sunset Junkie
It will never grow old…not until my final sunset, then that is where you can find me.