Here I stand cracked and fragile,
like an old man in the declining years of his life.
In an abandoned house of muck and grime,
which once echoed with sounds so sublime.
~ Harshita Yadav
Unconscious Fountains
Some say
That unicorn free fountains
May be the product
Of an ancient code
Hidden in the runes
Of our ribs.
~Andrew Rymill
A Father and Son
Come with me then, my son;
Thine eyes are wide for truth:
And I will give thee memories,
And thou shalt give me youth.
. ~ SIR RONALD ROSS
Autumn Walk
Descending leaves fall to the ground,
Twirling, twisting, round and round,
Autumn season is almost here,
The smell of freshness is oh so near.
The crisp, cool breeze,
Shakes the leaves from the trees,
Autumn takes away the green,
Golden-bronze and brown is all that can be seen.
~ Ryan Larkin
Morning Light
“Morning is the best of all times in the garden. The sun is not yet hot. Sweet vapors rise from the earth. Night dew clings to the soil and makes plants glisten. Birds call to one another. Bees are already at work.”
~ William Longgood
My Friend’s Garden
..
As I look out to my garden
I feel a sense of pride
It really is a lovely room
Except it is outside.
..
The bird bath has its own domain
It’s placed beside a wooden arch
Where all the birds come to bathe
And drink when they are parched.
~ Marie Church
A Faithful Old Barn
“Erect and secure, yet weathered and worn
Faithfully it stood surviving the storms
Cracking and peeling … its colors are muted
Stubbornly standing yet obviously wounded
Absorbing abuse for those in her shelter
Unobtrusively stands against all ghostly specter”
~ Laura Lynch
The Conditions of a Solitary Bird
The conditions of a solitary bird are five:
The first, that it flies to the highest point;
the second, that it does not suffer for company,
not even of its own kind;
the third, that it aims its beak to the skies;
the fourth, that it does not have a definite color;
the fifth, that it sings very softly.
– San Juan de la Cruz, Dichos de Luz y Amor
We Belong Together
Here is a place for you and me,
A special place for only us two,
We have a special bond that no one can see,
It’s tightly wrapped in a cocoon,
We are fiercely together in this magical place,
Even through times when threads might break,
But every time a new one awakes,
To bring us closer and keep us strong,
In this very special place in which together we belong.
~ Taylor
The Fate of Bridges
“The fate of the bridges is to be lonely; because bridges are to cross not to stay!”
~ Mehmet Murat ildan