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Submitted by Barbara Writes on 9 May 2009 - 9:48pm.| Updated 11 May 2009 - 9:17pm.
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Love and Nature
The sun’s crimson shine
Sat in the middle of nowhere
Touching the mountaintops
High upon his trotting horse
Not a word did we utter
Gazing under cherry clouds
Temperament and passion mingled
Like a river streaming from heaven
Christening true love
With showers of time and nature
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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Hi Barbara
Your sun gilded horse is a fine image.
‘Waiting under cherry clouds’
I love that line. I can relate as I had ‘cotton candy clouds’ once. The sunrise/sunset is fun to write about.
Are you finished with the school quarter yet–and the exams? I can also relate to this as once upon a time I went to college for about 18 years, a few credits at a time–40 years old when I graduated. What is your major?
Always love reading your work.
Yours, Dee
Dee
thanks for commenting and voting really appreciate. I love writing about the sun and nature, yes i am finish. majoring in computer technology and management. same here taking two classes at a time will be pass 50 when graduated. rough but not giving up. all new to me but want to be effective on line since getting a job is out for me.
~~~~~~~~~
Be whoever you are
At all times, and
Remember that
Because of this, people will
Always
Respect, and
Admire you
©2008Leonard
Respectfully
Yours,
Barbara
The sun rides the mountain
In the Summer it is the sun that rides the mountain opposite
my house in Telemark.
At night in Winter it is the moon that rides the ridge, rolling
all the way along it. Your hot colourful sun is exciting. In
Winter the sun pinks the sky while the snow is purple and the
mountain deep blue-black, I can hardly believe my eyes,
there in the centre of all this is a tiny ( they call it big!!!) wooden church,
lit up with a circle of birch trees protecting it, beautiful too.
Such things that move us are the essence of love personified in
colours and as you say nature. Unaffected and wisely wonderful.
Ann of Norway
Ann
glad you enjoyed the poem. thanks for the comment and the beautiful images you express.
~~~~~~~~~
Be whoever you are
At all times, and
Remember that
Because of this, people will
Always
Respect, and
Admire you
©2008Leonard
Respectfully
Yours,
Barbara
Hi........ Hi Barbara
I loved your poem , it’s great ……….MONA
Mona
Thanks, I appreciate the five stars and comment
Glad you like
~~~~~~~~~
Be whoever you are
At all times, and
Remember that
Because of this, people will
Always
Respect, and
Admire you
©2008Leonard
Respectfully
Yours,
Barbara