Rural/World - Hello Poetry

Oct 2014

Poetic T

I walked entwined in nature
as if a was sewing around trees
My fingers they thread as I
Hold
Grasp
Touch
The cold bark upon each tree,
Aged, majestic they reach tall
As if trying to reach that which is
"Unattainable"
But still every moment reaching up,
I see there yield of green now
Fallen from branches up high,
Colours like a carpet, natures painted scenery
I clasp my fingers gently
Brown,
Red,
Yellow,
Different shapes are seen
Natures way of being part of
"Individuality"
A leaf like
A snow flake,
May look the same, but its the
Smaller changes you don't see,
Wild flowers grow
Weeds some are called but I see there
Beauty, petals grace the air
As autumn winds blow through,
I leave nature behind
Leaves and flowers I take with me
Leafs for a daughters scrap book.
Flowers for my wife to see,
A memory of my walk, with nature trees & me..

An autumn write

#flowers #nature #me #air #high #weeds #colours #walk #bark #leaf

Sep 2014

Poetic T

My Ever Changing Picture Frame

My window is a picture frame
Of nature moving,
Seasons pass
Winter
Spring,
Summer,
Autumn,
My view ever changing,
Beauty is in each
They hold a breath
The winds move by
Never felt
But known that change
Is a constant movement.
My morning view
Changing
Colours
Shades,
Always change
Each morning,
A picture is different
To the canvass,
Days,
Weeks,
Years,
Never the same is my
Painted frame to the world outside..

Sep 2014

Poetic T

Natures Tears Of Change

Seasons changed
And the trees sighed,
There tears were many
Leaves were green,
But as nature yearned,
At the loss of the seasons
Spring,
Summer,
Now seeing it change
Autumn,
Winter,
Brought different shades,
Tears falling
From up on high,
These were tears that nature
Held on to till to late,
Red,
Yellow,
Purple,
And
Brown,
Were falling, as wind blew
The tears on nature did
Fall,
Upon the
Ground,
Naked of foliage,
All the beauty had fallen
Tears Decayed on the ground
Nourishing the soil
Tears of old
Bring new life from,
What had fell seasons before,
Waiting for the change
Of seasons
To bring the beauty, to once again grow.

Aug 2014

Poetic T

Long Grass(Hakiu)

Long grass sways bending,
Like waves travelling softly,
Caressing the trees.

Jul 2014

Poetic T

Like The Wind

My body a curse I wish to be
Like the wind never ending,
Almost eternal, they have tasted eons
Been around breathed past
The important times
When the air burned and extinction
Sea,
Air,
Land,
Even the wind pushed away burnt.
It has seen so much in its travels
Of a never ending turning world,
Civilisations,
Begin,
Flourish,
Decay,
Abandoned,
To the winds of time
So many have come and gone,
But the wind carries on
It has no a gender,
it just carries on, seeing ever thing
Past,
Present,
Future,
For when we are but dust on the ground,
It will carry on touching everything.
Through time, I wish to be apart of
But I am just a body cursed,
But my ashes once gone, left to drift in the winds
I will be apart of a never-ending cycle
The wind touches everything
They will never stop just carry on.

#past #present #future #wind #body

Jun 2014

Poetic T

Washing Away The Day Before (Hakiu)

Rain drips from the clouds,
Washing the last day away,
Clean for the next day .

Jun 2014

Poetic T

Look Around

'STOP'
Take a breath  look around,
  See what you miss,
As your missing the beauty
That is all around.
Nature,
People,
Beauty,
Notice them
LOOK
What's happening, we are in a fog,
Not noticing what's happening around.
So
STOP**
Take a breath take It in
See your surrounding
To all that is happening.
As with out noticing the little things
You miss the big things
That were there
And not noticed as
You never did  just
STOP
And look around.

#stop #look #surrounding #big #small #beauty

Jun 2014

Poetic T

A Fallen Leaf (Haiku)

A leaf falls downwards,
Rainbows of colour meet me,
Winter is coming.

Jun 2014

Poetic T

Traveling Rain Drop

I am but one rain drop up in the
cloudy sky, ready to fall all the way
down, I rest in the clouds watching
below the sights I see from up above
are enough to evaporate me in
one go from here.

I drift over the sea, friends in the
big blue I see so many traveling till
it is there time to evaporate and
be one with the clouds once again.

I float over many places, sights I
do see, the things that scurry
underneath me so many things
does a rain drop get to see.

I feel it is my time to go to that place
below, as I release it starts to go cold,
I freeze and change from a liquid to a
solid, such a pretty pattern I have become.

I see friends on the way down, different
shapes from me, but still the same on
there trip from up high to that place
down below.

I land softly, not like before when I was
liquid and splashed on the floor, I will
lie here looking up, till my time is up
and I evaporate upwards. Then once
again join my friends in the clouds,
watching once again every thing below...

#rain #water #travel

May 2014

Poetic T

A Place To call Home

I have called many places home,
Not ever staying long before I have
Moved on. my roots never left taking
Root, these place just a temporally
Place never really a home.

I met people not really friend but we
Always got on, then my roots would
Up lift and then take root not to deep
For this place may not yet water my
Roots for me to stay very long.

I then found you, then a little longer I
Stayed, then as time moved on my roots
Dug in deeper as this slowly felt like home.

I have now spread my branches out, my
Roots now deep in this place now where
I rest this is my home. I will stay here
My roots now grow, I have moved so much
But now I am not alone, as this is the place
I rest my weary feet and call it home.

May 2014

Geno Cattouse

Mango Tree

Granny.took a switch to me.

But I insisted on raiding the big mango tree.

The big rainbow ones hung kinda low.

The sweet yelllow ones were close to the limb.
They would sometimes come down In a huge carribean gust.
And splatter.

The young unripe green ones. Were my favorite. Treat.
With crushed habaneros mixed in with some salt.

Or mango. Sweet mango ice cream.
Oh. Yeah let me dream.

Read ME AND AGUSTIN.

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