A photo and poetry blog - simply images and words
What can I say? Except that is a great poem. I really liked it. I wish I was as creative as you, your poems are always an inspiration for me.
What an amazing stump. I loved your use of visceral imagery in your word choice, too.
It is amazing the things that nature creates isn't it....this is lovely Rose. :-)
It's always a pleasure to see what you come up with and this is just another treasure.
Ann,Thank you, however, I have discovered your other blog and you are indeed very creative!
Rachel,Thank you dear lady!
Carrie,Thank you for your visit. Nature is indeed wonderful.
Gnome,Thank you kind Sir :)
Wonderful photo, Rose. I love the texture of the stump, it's almost tangible.
Rose, Thank you. I have four blogs, The Moody Blues Blog is just a once a week posting. Each Tuesday I post something different. My main blog is Ann's Reading Corner. Thanks for your visits and comments, they are appreciated.
What a marvellous example of Nature's cycle of birth-death-rebirth.Lovely photo. It reminds me of a dream I once had:)
Thoroughly absorbing post. I was drawn by the visual, and even more so by the verse.
Liz,Thank you I too marvel over textures and there is so much of it in the forests from the velvety moss to the more rough textures of bark and stone. So amazing!
Ann,Not at all it was my pleasure :)I will be sure to find them all eventually.
Ygraine,Thank you! You have made me rather inquisitive about your dream. However I think this is actually what nightmares are made of :D
A good job it's dark when I walk in the parkwould not like to know what lurks thereNot poor scared old I, not even for a lark!
a treasure indeed ... wealth of words and visuals so intelligent ly dealt ... kudos
Dave King,Thank you kindly.
A Herons View,*chuckles* scared you into rhyme did I?
Moon,Thank you dear lady, you are too kind!
waiting for you dear lady :)
Another precious poem, Rose, this time about wise Mother Nature and Death, though I would rather say "changes"; we have a lot to learn from Her!All our inventions, technologies and expensive machines can't surpass Her gentleness with creatures."Nothing disappears, it only transforms" and Nature does it wonderfully!You have proved that Science & Poetry can walk hand in hand.My favourite line:- embalmed in leaves....and man is trying to change, teach Nature - usually spoiling Her beauty- when she is much wiser than we are.Thanks.:)
Dulcina,Thank you. I agree Mother Nature is one wise old bird she never fails to facinate me :D
I wonder, is it our imagination or Mother Nature's. Inspired poetry.
Daniel,Mother Nature is the ultimate poet. The awe and mystery she instills in us mere mortals with her beautiful creations stimulates our imaginations and stirs our emotions:)
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