Submissions by Seed
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Poet Introduction
My poems are all over the map, mostly free verse. Influenced by everything I see, hear, and read. Don't know what I'm doing, but love doing it! Joined a couple of poetry groups & try to attend workshops to become a better writer. All just for fun!
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Jul 2022 8:27pm
4th Jul 2022 8:27pm
Contentment and Serenity
Listen to me
Breathe . . . just breathe
Untangle your thoughts . . .
Clear your mind . . .
Let everything go . . .
Now, breathe
Relax and just breathe
Float
Free and easy
Now . . . . . . . . . . . just be
Breathe . . . just breathe
Untangle your thoughts . . .
Clear your mind . . .
Let everything go . . .
Now, breathe
Relax and just breathe
Float
Free and easy
Now . . . . . . . . . . . just be
#peace
#meditation
#SelfDiscovery
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Mar 2022 2:23pm
12th Mar 2022 2:23pm
I Wonder About the Purpose of Snow
I wonder about the purpose of snow.
We got a couple inches overnight
So infrequently do we get snow
That it still seems special every time;
Exciting, a wonderful wonderland.
I admire its beauty all the while
Cursing the cold and worse the ice.
I laugh at jokes about dogs being frozen
To fire hydrants.
I wonder about the purpose of snow.
Our winters are normally mild
We go years without ever seeing snow.
We never owned gloves and so
We had to make do by putting socks
On our hands before going outside.
I never...
We got a couple inches overnight
So infrequently do we get snow
That it still seems special every time;
Exciting, a wonderful wonderland.
I admire its beauty all the while
Cursing the cold and worse the ice.
I laugh at jokes about dogs being frozen
To fire hydrants.
I wonder about the purpose of snow.
Our winters are normally mild
We go years without ever seeing snow.
We never owned gloves and so
We had to make do by putting socks
On our hands before going outside.
I never...
#snow
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Mar 2022 2:03pm
4th Mar 2022 2:03pm
Santa Ana Winds
The western sky slowly turning colors
Of a sunset pallet and a few others
The Santa Anas are blowing into town
Those red winds that make fire rain down
Husbands don't turn your back on your wives
Time to put away all of your kitchen knives
The Santa Anas are now coming to make your skin crawl
Those red winds that turn every party into a drunken brawl
Those haunted hot winds out California way
Fires burning so bright turning night into day
Wind that make spark and flame whip and whirl
Santa Anas to make orange fires dance and twirl ...
Of a sunset pallet and a few others
The Santa Anas are blowing into town
Those red winds that make fire rain down
Husbands don't turn your back on your wives
Time to put away all of your kitchen knives
The Santa Anas are now coming to make your skin crawl
Those red winds that turn every party into a drunken brawl
Those haunted hot winds out California way
Fires burning so bright turning night into day
Wind that make spark and flame whip and whirl
Santa Anas to make orange fires dance and twirl ...
#fire
#wind
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Feb 2022 5:54pm
18th Feb 2022 5:54pm
Bryon, Shelley, and Keats
I had such a dream last night,
As sweet as an orchard in bloom.
I was in a room.
The opened window beckoned the breeze
And made the shears stand out
From the wall and wave in the air
With ruffles and flourishes
On a rush of wind and birdsong.
Oh, the spring day, bright with sunshine
Nourishing all that is green.
I stood at the window that overlooked
The garden as lovely as Eden once was,
As romantic as Bryson, Shelley, and Keats.
I went outside, placed a chair among the blooms,
Sat in the sun with awe and adoration. ...
As sweet as an orchard in bloom.
I was in a room.
The opened window beckoned the breeze
And made the shears stand out
From the wall and wave in the air
With ruffles and flourishes
On a rush of wind and birdsong.
Oh, the spring day, bright with sunshine
Nourishing all that is green.
I stood at the window that overlooked
The garden as lovely as Eden once was,
As romantic as Bryson, Shelley, and Keats.
I went outside, placed a chair among the blooms,
Sat in the sun with awe and adoration. ...
#dreams
#flowers
#spring #Romanticism
#spring #Romanticism
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Feb 2022 9:52pm
10th Feb 2022 9:52pm
Soaking In the Day
They say that all the best things in life
Live on the other side of fear.
So, it’s time to brush off the dust of the day
And shake off the worries,
Say, “Yes” to adventure just to be free,
To run down a lonesome beach
Hands in the air yelling and screaming
With joy or just because the way we did
When we were kids.
Soaking in the day and the luxury
Of personal space.
Perfect rest, extravagant freedom.
The sun unrivaled
Talking to the water
The waves swell with pride
Beyond the beaches.
The waves reincarnation ...
Live on the other side of fear.
So, it’s time to brush off the dust of the day
And shake off the worries,
Say, “Yes” to adventure just to be free,
To run down a lonesome beach
Hands in the air yelling and screaming
With joy or just because the way we did
When we were kids.
Soaking in the day and the luxury
Of personal space.
Perfect rest, extravagant freedom.
The sun unrivaled
Talking to the water
The waves swell with pride
Beyond the beaches.
The waves reincarnation ...
#dreams
#sea
#beach #winter
#beach #winter
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Feb 2022 7:32pm
8th Feb 2022 7:32pm
Winter Bonsai
If an Appaloosa horse
Were a tree
This would be it
The white snow
On the dark bark
Blue horizontal shadows
Run parallel across the ground
Blue shadows slant diagonal
Up the tree trunk
The branches sweeping
With long curves
Except the top right branch
Which has odd angles
The leaves as tear drops
Reaching for the ground
Were a tree
This would be it
The white snow
On the dark bark
Blue horizontal shadows
Run parallel across the ground
Blue shadows slant diagonal
Up the tree trunk
The branches sweeping
With long curves
Except the top right branch
Which has odd angles
The leaves as tear drops
Reaching for the ground
#trees
#art
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2022 3:11pm
3rd Feb 2022 3:11pm
Beast of Burden
The few days of rest are savored
Though most day don't go like I want them to
That is the problem with being a mule
I am a tool to be used
Hitched to a plow to furrow a field
Or a cart to carry a heavy load into town
Or loaded down with bags, packs, and supplies
To slowly trod the narrow path up the mountain
At the end of each day lead to the paddock
Fed a bit of grain as I stand there surrounded by dung
Eventually I'll get some fresh straw to lie upon
But the dog is cherished
He gets to go inside the house to sleep by...
Though most day don't go like I want them to
That is the problem with being a mule
I am a tool to be used
Hitched to a plow to furrow a field
Or a cart to carry a heavy load into town
Or loaded down with bags, packs, and supplies
To slowly trod the narrow path up the mountain
At the end of each day lead to the paddock
Fed a bit of grain as I stand there surrounded by dung
Eventually I'll get some fresh straw to lie upon
But the dog is cherished
He gets to go inside the house to sleep by...
#LifeStruggles
#spiritual
#responsibility
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Feb 2022 10:13pm
2nd Feb 2022 10:13pm
Baptism of Spring
Autumn came slowly and eventually forced us to close the kitchen window.
Winter arrived before we realized there were now three quilts on every bed.
By then no one wanted to get up first thing in the morning to turn on the stove
and leave the oven door open to help heat the room.
We all resented the unwelcomed guest of winter enough to confess all our hidden
sins just so we could be born again in righteousness and newness of life come spring.
But for now, there will be no full emersion baptism, rather only a sign of a sign
in the cold sprinkle of a...
Winter arrived before we realized there were now three quilts on every bed.
By then no one wanted to get up first thing in the morning to turn on the stove
and leave the oven door open to help heat the room.
We all resented the unwelcomed guest of winter enough to confess all our hidden
sins just so we could be born again in righteousness and newness of life come spring.
But for now, there will be no full emersion baptism, rather only a sign of a sign
in the cold sprinkle of a...
#rain
#winter
#spring
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Jan 2022 4:35pm
7th Jan 2022 4:35pm
Carolina Is Closer
Sitting by a campfire
Poking it with a stick for therapy
Reminiscing about the Tetons
Hiking through mountains
At Shining Rock
The bears of Walnut Bottom
Were not to be found
Or not to be seen
The nights were cold and dark
And she was a beauty queen
We walked and talked together
But once we left the woods
I guess I never saw her again
But the campfires were many
And other mountain trails
Eventually I led me west to find myself
And the Teton dream was true
More than I had imagined it to be
I discovered...
Poking it with a stick for therapy
Reminiscing about the Tetons
Hiking through mountains
At Shining Rock
The bears of Walnut Bottom
Were not to be found
Or not to be seen
The nights were cold and dark
And she was a beauty queen
We walked and talked together
But once we left the woods
I guess I never saw her again
But the campfires were many
And other mountain trails
Eventually I led me west to find myself
And the Teton dream was true
More than I had imagined it to be
I discovered...
#nature
#mountains
#travel
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Dec 2021 11:35pm
20th Dec 2021 11:35pm
Actor 1
Actor 1 enters stage right
The world is your stage
Everyone you know
Is in the audience
The spotlight is always on you
Everyone's a critic
Sometimes you choose your role
Other times you take the part you're given
Your lines are unrehearsed
A fake smile hides your pain
You want to be loved
And appreciated for who you are
But it's hard to remove
The mask you wear
You're too heavily invested in the lie
You've bought in to the sham
Taking a shower is for crying
But the show must go on
Waiting on the...
The world is your stage
Everyone you know
Is in the audience
The spotlight is always on you
Everyone's a critic
Sometimes you choose your role
Other times you take the part you're given
Your lines are unrehearsed
A fake smile hides your pain
You want to be loved
And appreciated for who you are
But it's hard to remove
The mask you wear
You're too heavily invested in the lie
You've bought in to the sham
Taking a shower is for crying
But the show must go on
Waiting on the...
#LifeStruggles
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Dec 2021 6:48pm
6th Dec 2021 6:48pm
This Is Not December
We flew to Montreal on vacation
Canada was white with snow
I don't know what I expected
The buildings, walls, and boxcars
Were thick with graffiti
Just like home
We took the train up to Quebec City
Countryside dressed in snowfall
The winter sky was gray
And looking through any window
It looked cold outside
The Canadians were unphased
The snow, the ice, the salt
The wet, the freeze, and the gravel
The snowplows, drifts, bluster
So different from the deep south
The heart of dixie
Where we may get snow
Once...
Canada was white with snow
I don't know what I expected
The buildings, walls, and boxcars
Were thick with graffiti
Just like home
We took the train up to Quebec City
Countryside dressed in snowfall
The winter sky was gray
And looking through any window
It looked cold outside
The Canadians were unphased
The snow, the ice, the salt
The wet, the freeze, and the gravel
The snowplows, drifts, bluster
So different from the deep south
The heart of dixie
Where we may get snow
Once...
#winter
#snow
#travel
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Nov 2021 1:07pm
26th Nov 2021 1:07pm
Mermaid Paradise
Pastel colored beach bungalows, sunny days, ocean views, and rum cocktails.
Windblown hair, toes in the sand, cry of gulls, and crashing waves.
Lunch at the cafe, reading a book, people watching, the fishing pier, and a gray pelican on a post.
Long afternoons, walks on the beach, coconut palms, and a thousand pink sunsets.
Lazy days, shady porch, ceiling fan drone, and naps in a hammock,
A drive to the back bay, wandering the marina, boats entering and leaving, fresh fish.
A tiny paper umbrella sits beside a glass of melting ice cubes, crashing waves, the...
Windblown hair, toes in the sand, cry of gulls, and crashing waves.
Lunch at the cafe, reading a book, people watching, the fishing pier, and a gray pelican on a post.
Long afternoons, walks on the beach, coconut palms, and a thousand pink sunsets.
Lazy days, shady porch, ceiling fan drone, and naps in a hammock,
A drive to the back bay, wandering the marina, boats entering and leaving, fresh fish.
A tiny paper umbrella sits beside a glass of melting ice cubes, crashing waves, the...
#dreams
#sea
#summer #IMissYou
#summer #IMissYou
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