Flying High

Flying High

Flying high in the sky,

Birds eye view from above,

Looking down all around,

Watching what is scurrying around, 

Hedge line rows, 

Little woods,

If in open fields find cover quick,

Scent of the Woman

Scent of the Woman

The scent of the woman filled the air,

A perfumed fragrance dominated the room,

Graceful and elegant she glided over the floor,

A confident posture with a radiant glow,

This beautiful rose, 

Captured hearts,

She won the show, 

The Sea Breeze

The sea breeze came with the smell of salt,

Clouds darkened as the sky changed,

The storm on its ways,

The sea changed,

with the crest of the wave,

With white horses running away,

With the wind getting stronger,

Stripping the leaves from the tree,

With branches and twigs left naked with ease,

Now summer has gone with winter on the way,

Days are now shorter,

The birds are migrating away..........................

sea Breeze 

Catching that Wave

A board in hand,

Waiting for that swell,

To test those skills,

Practiced well,

To catch that wave and ride it true,

Not to wipe out and look like a fool,

To ride that crest to feel alive,

To find that pocket,

Cutback and realign,

To the ramp for that aerial view,

Duckdive back to the start to lineup again,

Escaping Thoughts

A thousand thoughts escape and flee,

Like fallen leaves from the trees,

Carried on the breeze away from thee,

Gone forever from their source,

Now one is free,

A Humming Song

Where to begin,

With a flap of the wings,

Humming starts,

Contentment seen,

A darting flash here,

A darting flash there,

The humming bird is in the air...

Weeping from a Tree

Catkins weeping from a tree,

Next to a lake,

Where the wild ducks swim,

Surround by woods,

The trees grow tall,

With natural paths for those to explore,

To watch the natural beauty of the nature that is about,

In a place where mother nature takes care of its self....