Pine Cones

Fruits of the tree,

Autumn fall from the year before,

Lay on the ground under the branches from where they fell,

A conical shape with individual plates,

A safe for the seeds that reside within,

Until Mother Nature release them to grow into pines again.... 

Alphabet Selection

 To select the letters to form the words,

     To form a sentence or a verse,

         Bonded to the page by pen and ink,

            Emotions captured from with in deep,

                To bravely write and cast it out,

                    Truly how you felt,

                        To stir a bond with those that read,

                            To understand where you have been,

                               Just spell it out,

                             A

                            B

                           C

                          D

                         E

                        F

                       G

                      H

                     I

                    J

                   K

                  L

                M

               N

              O

             P

           Q

          R

         S

        T

       U

      V

    X

   Y

 Z

              

Battle Scars are Nursed Away

Over time smoother the rocks have become,

Washed and cleansed by Mother Nature,

Battle scars are nursed away,

Repeated process day by day,

Personal growth through a flowing tide,

As waves and waves pass over and by,

To change the appearance of what once was,

With a healing touch and a lot of love,

 

Love Struck Romeo

An embrace cast in stone,

A romance to last a test of time,

For when two become one,

Lovers entwined,

A caressing touch,

That loving look,

For where there is a Juliet a Romeo will be close beside,

 

Love in a Mist

Love in the mist,

A secret kiss,

The passion of desire,

Bewitched by a ragged Lady,

A fairy's spell,

The secret wish cast in the well,

For a magical enchantment,

True love to grow,

Banishing the devil in the bush,

To pastures new,

 

Bumblebee

A busy day bumbling away,

Buzzing here and there in a gardeners plot,

Colour of yellow and black displayed on a fuzzy back,

Bombing from flower to flower and back,

A gardeners friend to help things come along,

 

A Casted Spell Upon The Words

A casted spell upon the words,

The written verse read out loud, 

Will be heard,

A verse of poetic strength,

Stirring emotions from within deep,

Of love and romance with a twin flame,

That soul mate sent from the Devine,

A whispering heart in tune with a beat,

Creating aflame with a burning heat,

When two become one within the fire,