#TBT ~ The Woodlands Sing ~ #poetry

29 Thursday Mar 2018

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I sat upon the mountain top
Gazing down on the earth below
Basking in all the wonders of life
With the sun in the sky, aglow

A gentle breeze blew slowly past
Like the flutter of a butterfly’s wings
Turning my face toward its gentle caress
I could hear the woodlands sing

Their song, the sound of angel harps
Each chord, a gossamer string
Melodies fly on the wisp of a cloud
With the beauty of all God’s things

 

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Frantic ~ #poetry of #life

29 Thursday Mar 2018

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Life, can throw you a million curves

You quickly become so distraught

Thinking it’s more, than you deserve

Your mind, becomes overwrought

No need to be frantic, just let it be

Duck, when it throws a curve ball

Things will get better, eventually

Be patient, it’s your life, after all

 

The Daily Post: Frantic

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Moaning Myrtle ~ #poetry #MarchWriting

29 Thursday Mar 2018

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Myrtle, it seems, was a terrible moaner

Which led to her becoming quite the loner

Miserable, she was, while waiting for him

Ventured out, on a lark, to satisfy a whim

Took a tour of the city, in a big fancy car

Made her name as she danced in every bar

The patrons made sure, to invite her back again

She made them promise, to be gentlemen

Even though they once caused dear Myrtle to frown

She now makes them smile, she’s the toast of the town

 

March Writing Prompt:  Moaning Myrtle – Day 29/31

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Wordless Wednesday ~ Spring is Here!! – #myphotography

28 Wednesday Mar 2018

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The cardinal shows his brilliant crimson color, while…

The misses hangs out in the trees above…

These two house finches are inseparable, always together… (photo bomb by the junco)

And the majestic blue jay has returned, adding more color to my backyard

Ok, technically not a wordless Wednesday, but I couldn’t resist  😉

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Beneath the Earth ~ #poetry #MarchWriting

28 Wednesday Mar 2018

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Hidden beneath the earth
In a grotto, the tide rolls in
Is this place I can call my very own
Where tranquil waters caress my skin

I watch the sunlight streaming
From the darkness of my cave
Reflections float around me
Yet, I am not afraid

Though peaceful ripples signal
The tide is about to change
I will not leave this treasure
For everywhere else is strange

Here is where I feel at home
This is where I wish to stay
Quietly listening, to the sounds
Of the water, from the bay

 

March Writing Prompt:  Spelunking – Day 28/31

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