“If there’s a ‘Cruel Summer’ then there’s got to be a ‘Cruel Winter,’ right? That’s all I’m saying” Q-Tip
Snow Day
Soft snowflakes falling down to the ground
Like confetti thrown on a celebrating crowd
Covering everything in a white shroud
Looking like the skies fluffiest clouds
Enjoying the scenic vision feeling proud
Before the snowy blanket gets ploughed
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“Winter covers the world in crystal white magic”
Carolyne Roehm
Frosted
Like icing on the cake
Frosting forms on the window
Where ever the wind cold blows
The fragile frozen flakes
Suddenly, without warning, appearing
Before once more disappearing
Shapes for the imagination
The nature’s true creation
Trying them to capture
Preserve for the future
Always fails
The only thing, which remains
Is a tall tale
Without any trail
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“Land is the secure ground of home, the sea is like life, the outside, the unknown”
Stephen Gardiner
Rocky Road
A sunny day in June
The sea and sky, painted in blue
A view reserved, only for a few
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“The sea, once it casts its spell,
holds one in its net of wonder forever”
Jacques Yves Cousteau
Reflections
Seen from a bird’s–eye view
Down the watery avenue
Blue and even more blue
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“Nothing burns like the cold”
George R.R. Martin
Frosted Forest
The snow was slowly floating
The trees with a powdery white cloaking
Like a sugar candy coating
As Mother Nature watched gloating
“Look how pretty I made it!
I don’t care one shit,
If the humans don’t see the fit.
It’s pretty and clean,
Most gorgeous thing they ever seen!
So what if it is freezing cold
And the ever rising wind blows!
Better suck it and enjoy,
For this, is my utter ploy!”
And so the little minions of Earth
Went forth in both fear or mirth
After all, how long could it be before the birth
Of summer
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“Many a calm river begins as a turbulent waterfall,
yet none hurtles and foams all the way to the sea” Mikhail Lermontov
Seaside
In the far away land
Where ever your camera pans
Seashores covered with sand
Mountains tall will stand
The bluest of seas command
What could be more grand
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“You can’t cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water”
Rabindranath Tagore
On the Rocks
Against the smoothed rocks
Is the water happily splashing
High in the air go flying my crocks
When I’m barefoot in the sand dashing
Close to the water’s edge
I once again my allegiance pledge
Wowing, this year my toe to dip
Even if it means biting the lip
Come high hell or cold water
Because it may never get hotter
In the ocean I will swim
Even if my eyesight will dim
After all, it is Spring Time!
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“When I was a boy the Dead Sea was only sick”
George Burns
Archipelago
The calm surroundings
Of the Archipelago
Resounding
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“I think the concept of the sea is very important”
Alejandro Amenabar
Sunrise
Sunrise in the warmest of hue
Reflected against the coolest of blue
Another day begins anew
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“Sailing, sailing, over the Bounty Bay”
Sailing
The sun on my back
The wind in my sails
The gentle tap
Against the rails
This is…
Heaven
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