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Yoni Schulman Jul 2019
all the wind i see in colors
little black and blue butterflies convening, willow trees sprawled out above the brook casting shadows
underneath them
i undress my mind
to the rhythms of the earth
and dancing off my skin goes
all the light/the light/the light
that skips your eyes
james nordlund Jun 2019
Below, above, betwixt, otherworldly,

Harsh, birth of a star green dances supreme,  

Serene, river's blues surround mountains hues,

Surreal, nature's abundance and starkness,

Ethereal, vie vrai, ephemeral and forever.
Based on seeing great photo by Sarah Simpsons   :)   Thanx to her:



https://jamesmnordlund.wordpress.com/2019/06/02/kafjord-norway/#comment-1693

:)   reality
sayali Jun 2018
Your petals
won't be
curled in
for long,
they'll open,
you'll bloom.

-Sayali Parkar
sayali Jun 2018
As long as
The wind
Blows,
     The rain
      Wets the
      Parched soil,
The blades
Of grass,
Break the
Ground,
      The roses
      Emanate
      The aromatic
      Aura,
Bees hover
Over the
Flowers,
       You love me
       By all your
       Heart,
I'll have
Stories to
Tell.

// As long as

-Sayali Parkar
poetryofdhiman Feb 2018
the night falls
behind the curtain of the black sky
with a silver coloured bulb called moon
floating weightlessly in the background,
together with the billions of stars
shimmering like the glow-worms.

the clouds fly here and there
with the joy of becoming grey again
leaving behind the dry memories
of summer and sunny days
hoping to become raindrops again
and fall on the soft leaves of earth.

©Dhiman
Hannah Hagemann Mar 2017
Sandstone Medicine
Teach me your lessons of resilience
Towering hundreds of feet above me
Iron Red-Orange
Made of Earth's blood
You've stood patient
as rivers lashed through you
trying to erode your body
as tectonic force roared upward
looking for something to give
But here you stand
Wearing your scars proudly
Now they adorn you
Like beautiful pieces of jewlrey
Telling stories of a time long before now
Sandstone Medicine
Singing to me songs of resilience
Hannah Hagemann Sep 2016
The periwinkle peach grey clouds hang
Caressing the lava mountains
In a good night embrace
The desert still
Listening to the silence
Night falls
The mountains dim
More purple
Fading
Becoming Indistinguishable
From the surronding hazy cloud blanket
The further I am the more it becomes one
One moment blending into another
Becomes time
Becomes feeling
Becomes night
And then
Day.

— The End —