Oct 27, 2013

To explain in which extent I love you we would first have to explain how the tears of the clouds can fulfill the thirst of a plant how can the loss of something be the completion of another you empty yourself upon me and I grow from within the confinements of an un nourished soul you tell me your stories and fill up the voids within me with the sadness you've endured nourishing with life the pieces of me that I thought with sadness had already died in turn I recycle your energy and turn it into thriving life that from the ground you helped pick up like a perfect Eco system in which we rain upon each other to help each other flourish to everyone that watches it doesn't make sense but every time a bud grows within me i finally find beauty  in a world full of weeds

And that is the ecosystem
Feb 15      Feb 17

There is a certain protocol
That this earth needs
And that is the ecosystem
All the rivers and streams
The stars and planets
The trees and flowers
That grow
Each one important
Each has it's own role
That they have to play
Because if this system fails
Things won't be the same
Each animal that walks the earth
And each insect that is there
Has such an important part
In our lives
They complete the chain
Of keeping this earth alive
So whenever one of these
And suddenly goes extinct
It has a huge impact
On the very air we breathe

I never like to kill a thing a plant or animal or flower
bug. Because they keep this world spinning
And the sunshine and the rain.
Kyle Sarjeant
Kyle Sarjeant
Aug 28, 2012

Come for a walk with me.
We’re ants marching on the forest floor
Hear the twitter of the birds
And the whistling of the breeze through the leaves
These things have a way of working their way out.

Come for a walk with me.
Over the stream and into the meadow
We are a ship on its maiden voyage
Just trying to stay afloat
But these things have a way of working their way out.

Come climb a tree with me
We’ll be on top of the world
We sing our childish ‘above-it-all’ song
But won’t fear falling to the ground
For these things have a way of working their way out.

Come run away with me.
From the business of the world
Let’s escape into this sanctuary of green
And kiss until our roots find the ground and we become the trees
Like all the others did.
Because these things have a way of working their way out.

As well the body sure is a varied ecosystem
Atul 'Drona' Kaushal

Dry deserts in parts & dripping water holes
As well the body sure is a varied ecosystem
Having its own hairy forests having blooms
A body is like that as it's both moist and dry
Dusky at places where light seldom reaches

My HP Poem #584
©Atul Kaushal
To regulate the delicate ecosystem,
robert martin
robert martin
Apr 6, 2010

I anticipate
Waking up to your scent curled about,
As jasmine and buttercups,
The sweat, the smell of your hair,
Fronds of lavender,
Of ancient things that take time,
To get that way,
As moss covers a bank in some ancient forest,
Remembers the passing of the seasons,
Of our many naps we have had,
Arouses in me,
Parts of me,
Like my leg twined,
The blankets folded,
In such a way,
As to have just my foot out enough,
To regulate the delicate ecosystem,
We have become.

Copyright 2010, Robert S. Martin
st allow for the succession of a better ecosystem, right?)
Oct 20, 2013

I am so very in love with the idea of you
That I sob words

I just need to know what you feel
(do I really)
I can handle it
(natural disasters just allow for the succession of a better ecosystem, right?)

Coexisting: we're an ecosystem
Dec 29, 2013

Coexisting: we're an ecosystem
A bipolar and genius leaping lizard
A python who swears  a lot and enjoys life on a saucer
( with a glass of moscato)
A caring tree frog that deserves more (chocolate covered 
And a brilliant coi fish that probably listens to way too much 80's music        
We exist together: functionally dysfunctional

There's a place out there, just for us.
complex ecosystem,
Joseph Emminger
May 7, 2010

"Good morning, beautiful."
Words like a soft autumn breeze,
caressing, chilling to the touch;
three simple words to form one
complex ecosystem,
teeming with life,
droning with emotion.
I catch a glimpse of a bird,
a distant memory,
a sample of a sound I've heard before,
calming and pleasant.

An ecosystem of decay
Aug 25, 2012

My eyes are black holes
Dead, deceased
An ecosystem of decay
a habitat for shattered souls

My eyes are lifeless
Lack luster
Sparkled out
Behind the wall, we are falling
Banging out our heads and hearts against doors off hinges
Against some mad buggers intuitions

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