poetry spanning the past decade! From 2013 – 2022
The prairie is vast and wide it covers most of the area. The horses roam free in the grasslands, the herds run side by side. Trees and bushes scatter about the plains where the herds graze near the lakes. But are they safe in the vast lands? Are their lives at stake? As they graze…
In the grasses the Lions wait, watching keenly their prey as they gather in large groups to chase. They run with stamina and grace. Through their strength they kill the prey. Even when it is raining and grey. But in the event of a missed lunch. They have to keep at it every day. Given…
The birds flew towards the golden sunset, the silhouettes in the sky. As the sun dips in the clouds casting shadows on the ground. When the light is fading they fly in large groups. Fly birds, fly! to their homes made of twigs! Soon it is time to stop for a feed. They land on…
If I was a fly on the wall I could see everything! I could be just watching, whilst washing my wings! I can see almost everything, it catches my eyes! I seem to watch a lot, do I catch my prize? I am a fly on the wall! I can buzz about! I like to…
In the summer sun I sit in my shell watching the leaves fall on the ground Watching where they fell! I leave the nest to be me, A bed under the tree! In the light of day In my shell I will stay. I crawl about the garden foraging for food. Mostly of the nice…
Hello, I’m me with back full of prickles! I scurry among the hedgerows, near by the scarecrows! In the fields and gardens, near your nice lanterns! Under the sunlight, under the moonlight! Hello, I’m me! Did you come to see? I just stood by to see you, you seen me! I’ve a back full of…
The birds like the feeder they like to eat the nuts. They fly about the garden around the house and huts! They come to see the food. They like to chirp and stay. They peer in through your window, for the food is good! The birds like to sit on the fence. they like to…
Sitting in the shade all a purr, wanting to scratch my shiny fur, An alley cat. Sitting on the bench in the midday heat, watching the world go by at my feet. Feeling inclement and a bygone age, must be the time to go back on stage! Sitting in the shade all a purr. Ruffling…
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