Posted in the Daily Post: Graceful
“In character, in manner, in style, in all the things,
the supreme excellence is simplicity”
― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Flowers
It is often said
That roses are red
Gorgeous and faithful
But mostly just graceful
Posted in the Daily Post: Graceful
“In character, in manner, in style, in all the things,
the supreme excellence is simplicity”
― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Flowers
Purple and pure
With quite the lure
None the less
Graceful at best
Posted in the Daily Post: Graceful
“In character, in manner, in style, in all the things,
the supreme excellence is simplicity”
― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
By Myself
Always
By myself
But still
Very graceful
Posted in the Daily Post: Graceful
“In character, in manner, in style, in all the things,
the supreme excellence is simplicity”
― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
By Myself
By Myself
I am majestic
I prefer,
To stand alone
Posted in the Daily Post: Ambience
“The past becomes a texture, an ambience to our present”
Paul Scott
Night Fall
Standing tall
Before the night fall
Trying to stall
One minute more
Before the darkness
Consumes it all
Posted in the Daily Post: Ambience
“The past becomes a texture, an ambience to our present”
Paul Scott
Autumn Leaves
The colourful autumn leaves
Gently in the early morning light heave
Soon it will be eve
And the sun will take its leave
But no need to grieve
Just fall asleep and dream
For soon enough, an other day weaves
Posted in the Daily Post: Ambience
“The past becomes a texture, an ambience to our present”
Paul Scott
Holiday Dreams
Under the palm tree
Feeling totally free
Never mind
The thirty odd degrees
Posted in the Daily Post: Ambience
“The past becomes a texture, an ambience to our present”
Paul Scott
Frozen Lake
The set-up, looking quite fake
With all these, frosted snow flakes
Covering, the frozen lake
It may be a cliche
This, wintery display
But allow me to explain
Then you decide
If this scenery of open wide
Is something you find
Enchanting
Posted in the Daily Post: Ambience
“The past becomes a texture, an ambience to our present”
Paul Scott
Sunrise
Sunlight reflected
On the waters neglected
Coolly, projected
Posted in the Daily Post: Ambience
“The past becomes a texture, an ambience to our present”
Paul Scott
Thunder Clouds
Grey clouds, filling the skies
Before the early morning sunrise
And soon, falling rain, the earth will baptize
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