goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 2:21pm
2nd Feb 2025 2:21pm
water (in nature)
the warmth
of the sun
catching me
standing
there
at one
there
of my
favorite
chosen
scenic edges,
trees and
blue sky
copied on
the surface,
while slight
hills
dominate
each side,
caressing
her flow
downward
into lands
below,
and i
stand still
while
daydreaming
with her.
of the sun
catching me
standing
there
at one
there
of my
favorite
chosen
scenic edges,
trees and
blue sky
copied on
the surface,
while slight
hills
dominate
each side,
caressing
her flow
downward
into lands
below,
and i
stand still
while
daydreaming
with her.
#mountains
#nature
#river
#sky
#trees
64 reads
6 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 2:21pm
2nd Feb 2025 2:21pm
water (in nature)
the warmth
of the sun
catching me
standing
there
at one
there
of my
favorite
chosen
scenic edges,
trees and
blue sky
copied on
the surface,
while slight
hills
dominate
each side,
caressing
her flow
downward
into lands
below,
and i
stand still
while
daydreaming
with her.
of the sun
catching me
standing
there
at one
there
of my
favorite
chosen
scenic edges,
trees and
blue sky
copied on
the surface,
while slight
hills
dominate
each side,
caressing
her flow
downward
into lands
below,
and i
stand still
while
daydreaming
with her.
#mountains
#nature
#river
#sky
#trees
64 reads
6 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 2:21pm
2nd Feb 2025 2:21pm
water (in nature)
the warmth
of the sun
catching me
standing
there
at one
there
of my
favorite
chosen
scenic edges,
trees and
blue sky
copied on
the surface,
while slight
hills
dominate
each side,
caressing
her flow
downward
into lands
below,
and i
stand still
while
daydreaming
with her.
of the sun
catching me
standing
there
at one
there
of my
favorite
chosen
scenic edges,
trees and
blue sky
copied on
the surface,
while slight
hills
dominate
each side,
caressing
her flow
downward
into lands
below,
and i
stand still
while
daydreaming
with her.
#mountains
#nature
#river
#sky
#trees
64 reads
6 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 2:21pm
2nd Feb 2025 2:21pm
water (in nature)
the warmth
of the sun
catching me
standing
there
at one
there
of my
favorite
chosen
scenic edges,
trees and
blue sky
copied on
the surface,
while slight
hills
dominate
each side,
caressing
her flow
downward
into lands
below,
and i
stand still
while
daydreaming
with her.
of the sun
catching me
standing
there
at one
there
of my
favorite
chosen
scenic edges,
trees and
blue sky
copied on
the surface,
while slight
hills
dominate
each side,
caressing
her flow
downward
into lands
below,
and i
stand still
while
daydreaming
with her.
#mountains
#nature
#river
#sky
#trees
64 reads
6 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2021 9:00pm
22nd Sep 2021 9:00pm
Rustle of mists ascend ...
The whisper touches the skin, like a gentle wind,
the late evening shrinks to the point of contact,
cutting off a barely audible, restless moan from the lips,
and outside the window naked thin branches
stretch into the sky to the frosty twinkling stars -
autumn under the rustle of mists ascends to the throne ...
Still the heart melts with warmth, passion languishing,
gently shoulders glow dipped in his hands,
and no buckles restrictions, obstacles lips ...
heart breaks at the feet of the defeated bird, ...
the late evening shrinks to the point of contact,
cutting off a barely audible, restless moan from the lips,
and outside the window naked thin branches
stretch into the sky to the frosty twinkling stars -
autumn under the rustle of mists ascends to the throne ...
Still the heart melts with warmth, passion languishing,
gently shoulders glow dipped in his hands,
and no buckles restrictions, obstacles lips ...
heart breaks at the feet of the defeated bird, ...
#love
#trees
#fall #nature
#fall #nature
511 reads
28 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2021 9:00pm
22nd Sep 2021 9:00pm
Rustle of mists ascend ...
The whisper touches the skin, like a gentle wind,
the late evening shrinks to the point of contact,
cutting off a barely audible, restless moan from the lips,
and outside the window naked thin branches
stretch into the sky to the frosty twinkling stars -
autumn under the rustle of mists ascends to the throne ...
Still the heart melts with warmth, passion languishing,
gently shoulders glow dipped in his hands,
and no buckles restrictions, obstacles lips ...
heart breaks at the feet of the defeated bird, ...
the late evening shrinks to the point of contact,
cutting off a barely audible, restless moan from the lips,
and outside the window naked thin branches
stretch into the sky to the frosty twinkling stars -
autumn under the rustle of mists ascends to the throne ...
Still the heart melts with warmth, passion languishing,
gently shoulders glow dipped in his hands,
and no buckles restrictions, obstacles lips ...
heart breaks at the feet of the defeated bird, ...
#love
#trees
#fall #nature
#fall #nature
511 reads
28 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2021 9:00pm
22nd Sep 2021 9:00pm
Rustle of mists ascend ...
The whisper touches the skin, like a gentle wind,
the late evening shrinks to the point of contact,
cutting off a barely audible, restless moan from the lips,
and outside the window naked thin branches
stretch into the sky to the frosty twinkling stars -
autumn under the rustle of mists ascends to the throne ...
Still the heart melts with warmth, passion languishing,
gently shoulders glow dipped in his hands,
and no buckles restrictions, obstacles lips ...
heart breaks at the feet of the defeated bird, ...
the late evening shrinks to the point of contact,
cutting off a barely audible, restless moan from the lips,
and outside the window naked thin branches
stretch into the sky to the frosty twinkling stars -
autumn under the rustle of mists ascends to the throne ...
Still the heart melts with warmth, passion languishing,
gently shoulders glow dipped in his hands,
and no buckles restrictions, obstacles lips ...
heart breaks at the feet of the defeated bird, ...
#love
#trees
#fall #nature
#fall #nature
511 reads
28 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2021 9:00pm
22nd Sep 2021 9:00pm
Rustle of mists ascend ...
The whisper touches the skin, like a gentle wind,
the late evening shrinks to the point of contact,
cutting off a barely audible, restless moan from the lips,
and outside the window naked thin branches
stretch into the sky to the frosty twinkling stars -
autumn under the rustle of mists ascends to the throne ...
Still the heart melts with warmth, passion languishing,
gently shoulders glow dipped in his hands,
and no buckles restrictions, obstacles lips ...
heart breaks at the feet of the defeated bird, ...
the late evening shrinks to the point of contact,
cutting off a barely audible, restless moan from the lips,
and outside the window naked thin branches
stretch into the sky to the frosty twinkling stars -
autumn under the rustle of mists ascends to the throne ...
Still the heart melts with warmth, passion languishing,
gently shoulders glow dipped in his hands,
and no buckles restrictions, obstacles lips ...
heart breaks at the feet of the defeated bird, ...
#love
#trees
#fall #nature
#fall #nature
511 reads
28 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Jenn_Leigh
Jenn_Leigh
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2020 8:27pm
23rd Dec 2020 8:27pm
Winter Communion
stillness imbues struggle
on cold, dark mornings;
the moon rubs her face
along snowy night’s
velvet blanket;
lithe fingers of pure light
sprinkling diamonds only seen
in the reflection of her smile
careful steps carry me
from the small house
to the lone tree ruling
its tiny front yard kingdom,
gated to protect
a most meager claim ~
reminiscent of days
when we were all satisfied
with far less space
from one another;
a rubbery crunching
beneath winter boots ...
on cold, dark mornings;
the moon rubs her face
along snowy night’s
velvet blanket;
lithe fingers of pure light
sprinkling diamonds only seen
in the reflection of her smile
careful steps carry me
from the small house
to the lone tree ruling
its tiny front yard kingdom,
gated to protect
a most meager claim ~
reminiscent of days
when we were all satisfied
with far less space
from one another;
a rubbery crunching
beneath winter boots ...
#hope
#trees
#nature
#acceptance
#meditation
297 reads
22 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Jenn_Leigh
Jenn_Leigh
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2020 8:27pm
23rd Dec 2020 8:27pm
Winter Communion
stillness imbues struggle
on cold, dark mornings;
the moon rubs her face
along snowy night’s
velvet blanket;
lithe fingers of pure light
sprinkling diamonds only seen
in the reflection of her smile
careful steps carry me
from the small house
to the lone tree ruling
its tiny front yard kingdom,
gated to protect
a most meager claim ~
reminiscent of days
when we were all satisfied
with far less space
from one another;
a rubbery crunching
beneath winter boots ...
on cold, dark mornings;
the moon rubs her face
along snowy night’s
velvet blanket;
lithe fingers of pure light
sprinkling diamonds only seen
in the reflection of her smile
careful steps carry me
from the small house
to the lone tree ruling
its tiny front yard kingdom,
gated to protect
a most meager claim ~
reminiscent of days
when we were all satisfied
with far less space
from one another;
a rubbery crunching
beneath winter boots ...
#hope
#trees
#nature
#acceptance
#meditation
297 reads
22 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Jenn_Leigh
Jenn_Leigh
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2020 8:27pm
23rd Dec 2020 8:27pm
Winter Communion
stillness imbues struggle
on cold, dark mornings;
the moon rubs her face
along snowy night’s
velvet blanket;
lithe fingers of pure light
sprinkling diamonds only seen
in the reflection of her smile
careful steps carry me
from the small house
to the lone tree ruling
its tiny front yard kingdom,
gated to protect
a most meager claim ~
reminiscent of days
when we were all satisfied
with far less space
from one another;
a rubbery crunching
beneath winter boots ...
on cold, dark mornings;
the moon rubs her face
along snowy night’s
velvet blanket;
lithe fingers of pure light
sprinkling diamonds only seen
in the reflection of her smile
careful steps carry me
from the small house
to the lone tree ruling
its tiny front yard kingdom,
gated to protect
a most meager claim ~
reminiscent of days
when we were all satisfied
with far less space
from one another;
a rubbery crunching
beneath winter boots ...
#hope
#trees
#nature
#acceptance
#meditation
297 reads
22 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Jenn_Leigh
Jenn_Leigh
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2020 8:27pm
23rd Dec 2020 8:27pm
Winter Communion
stillness imbues struggle
on cold, dark mornings;
the moon rubs her face
along snowy night’s
velvet blanket;
lithe fingers of pure light
sprinkling diamonds only seen
in the reflection of her smile
careful steps carry me
from the small house
to the lone tree ruling
its tiny front yard kingdom,
gated to protect
a most meager claim ~
reminiscent of days
when we were all satisfied
with far less space
from one another;
a rubbery crunching
beneath winter boots ...
on cold, dark mornings;
the moon rubs her face
along snowy night’s
velvet blanket;
lithe fingers of pure light
sprinkling diamonds only seen
in the reflection of her smile
careful steps carry me
from the small house
to the lone tree ruling
its tiny front yard kingdom,
gated to protect
a most meager claim ~
reminiscent of days
when we were all satisfied
with far less space
from one another;
a rubbery crunching
beneath winter boots ...
#hope
#trees
#nature
#acceptance
#meditation
297 reads
22 Comments
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