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DidgeDave71
52/M/Preston UK Freedom, I love it. Tyranny can shove it. I Love wild camping, cooking, wild dips and exciting trips. Long bike rides bikepacking is my idea of best holiday. I practice yoga and taoist healing arts and playing didgeridoo. I help put up sheds for a living.
Take one and it began I went to a brook to chill So that I could just stand still It was a brook with a beautiful view standing meditation It’s what I’m here to do A view from a very old mill A small shale cliff rises from the stream Still the water looked so clear and the sky was truly blue Still were the trees until along came a breeze gently blowing right through The freshness made everything new the canopy begins to awake as leaves in the breeze do flutter and shake the trunk stays still and all the leaves all quake Take two this is true and they were keen Along came a caravan of stoats to the ravine A beautiful scene that was fit for a queen So serene if you know what I mean Some stoats swam right into view and some stoats did some diving All the stoats were handsome things and they looked like they were thriving Some stoats went potholing some stoats had a climb Some stoats played at brawling it looked like they had a good time tumbling and falling crazy crazy dancing Some were busy preening ready for romancing Not one stoat got to see me in my stillness But I got to see them all excelling in their silliness After half an hour I felt really really blessed As I got to see a pack of stoats looking at their best Take three from under the rowan tree My arms and legs were aching especially my knee So I had to move And made it my mission… Tried not to scare the stoats away gently change position To do it real slow so I didn’t stop the show The excellent exhibition follow my intuition A very slow transition so as not to cause suspicion They didn’t see me move so steady slow and smooth I flow getting in the groove of strength and calm you know So as I held my new position Just like a jungle physician The mother stoat froze in a pose She was all ears eyes and nose checking the wind and the way it blows I stayed still and silent until she lost her suspicion Although she is the hunter with so much competition Such as talons beaks teeth or claws Off the foxes cats or even hawks Yes in nature thats the way it goes She’ll be on the lookout for anything that gawks Take four it is hard to ignore as the family explore So back to the pack thats is bounding about …. if she goes for a swim she could maybe catch a trout If she goes underground she will surely scout out.. any rabbit… and I doubt she will not try to chase and grab it If she come back up there looking for a hare Hare beware because the stoats surely dare They got the flare and they’re very cutely aware If you ever see a stoat they won’t let you stand and stare I was so lucky fourteen years ago Because of meditation I got to see the show
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Aug 29, 2024
Aug 29, 2024 at 3:23 AM UTC
Stoat Promoting Poem
Take one and it began I went to a brook to chill So that I could just stand still It was a brook with a beautiful view standing meditation It’s what I’m here to do A view from a very old mill A small shale cliff rises from the stream Still the water looked so clear and the sky was truly blue Still were the trees until along came a breeze gently blowing right through The freshness made everything new the canopy begins to awake as leaves in the breeze do flutter and shake the trunk stays still and all the leaves all quake Take two this is true and they were keen Along came a caravan of stoats to the ravine A beautiful scene that was fit for a queen So serene if you know what I mean Some stoats swam right into view and some stoats did some diving All the stoats were handsome things and they looked like they were thriving Some stoats went potholing some stoats had a climb Some stoats played at brawling it looked like they had a good time tumbling and falling crazy crazy dancing Some were busy preening ready for romancing Not one stoat got to see me in my stillness But I got to see them all excelling in their silliness After half an hour I felt really really blessed As I got to see a pack of stoats looking at their best Take three from under the rowan tree My arms and legs were aching especially my knee So I had to move And made it my mission… Tried not to scare the stoats away gently change position To do it real slow so I didn’t stop the show The excellent exhibition follow my intuition A very slow transition so as not to cause suspicion They didn’t see me move so steady slow and smooth I flow getting in the groove of strength and calm you know So as I held my new position Just like a jungle physician The mother stoat froze in a pose She was all ears eyes and nose checking the wind and the way it blows I stayed still and silent until she lost her suspicion Although she is the hunter with so much competition Such as talons beaks teeth or claws Off the foxes cats or even hawks Yes in nature thats the way it goes She’ll be on the lookout for anything that gawks Take four it is hard to ignore as the family explore So back to the pack thats is bounding about …. if she goes for a swim she could maybe catch a trout If she goes underground she will surely scout out.. any rabbit… and I doubt she will not try to chase and grab it If she come back up there looking for a hare Hare beware because the stoats surely dare They got the flare and they’re very cutely aware If you ever see a stoat they won’t let you stand and stare I was so lucky fourteen years ago Because of meditation I got to see the show
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One night I went to free my mind upon a lonely hill What I saw next was wonderful and gave me such a thrill As I looked up and saw two gulls very much in love Both the gulls had auras each as sweet as any dove A he gull and a she gull heading for the sea Towards the setting sun that was coloured beautifully Could they be chasing sunset for eternity Forever west and never rest until the fall into the sea
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Aug 24, 2024
Aug 24, 2024 at 6:02 AM UTC
Seagulls Love