#scenery
i had enjoyed
the most golden
of golden hours
as the sun
took its time
drawing out
its setting with
a contrast of
paling blue grey
in one direction
gently washed
with colour
in the other
clouds lined
in crimson
pinks and oranges
painting the sky
aglow with rapture
before it ceded
to the darkening
midnight blue
creeping in
high overhead
where its light can
no longer reach
the stars are unveiled
appearing shyly at first
until the moon too
shows her face
proudly illuminating
the coming night
Apr 8
Apr 8, 2026 at 8:37 AM UTC
The heavens roar and thunder
while below I cower under
the crushing, incessant sky.
Between each roar is a shrieking wail
of wind against trees so thin and frail,
daring to sweep me far away.
Drenched beneath a weeping sky,
I hurriedly flee for my home to hide
to perch myself upon my castle's high walls.
Where zealous gales and booming growls
stalk the land and relentlessly prowl,
roots take hold and rustle so free.
As I'm locked tightly in these nooks so small
of my meager castle's stolid walls,
I see vast fields of grass grow -
for one solitary,
motionless moment, I am dry,
and the world sprouts with vigor:
Horizonless fields of damp green groves
waving at me in bright, glistening rows -
and timidly I wave back.
Apr 5
Apr 5, 2026 at 4:02 AM UTC
Sing me a dream.
A story beyond soil.
Just above the blades
Into my vast expanse.
Infinite world
Sunken by seas
Waken by sun
Grown from thought.
Imagine the draft,
Whose sense dries.
Tears fall and cry
As the moon falters.
And as you wake
Amidst the grass,
Blades striking leather,
Pain, Manifest.
Wonder braces skin.
Haze fills expanse.
You’ve been here, have you?
In this once sung dream?
In a world full of sun,
In your eyes, risen
Just above the sea
Of haze and burden.
And when all settles
Beneath the still legs—
Carried burden and change
In this restless life,
All the streaks of dawn,
Of warmth made seen
Across the huddled trees
Whose branches dance,
They will disappear.
Just shy from your lids
Slowly drifting up,
Pain, Manifest.
A prairie beneath sky,
Adorned by memories
Of last summer’s tenderness
And fleeting expectations.
The blades grew longer
When you were away
Chasing the light streaks,
Sun toying its settler.
That dream has sung.
Story beneath this soil.
Below the roots of trees.
Into this vast expanse.
Jan 30
Jan 30, 2026 at 6:50 AM UTC
The leaves are turning colors,
On the trees, all around town,
Then they fall, one by one,
To the ground. Below my knees,
The squirrels, stash, their nuts away,
For food, on cold winter days.
The wind is blowing the flag,
As it shows, the red white and blue,
As evaporation, removes, the morning dew.
A beautiful clear sky above,
With some warmth of the sun, shining through,
As I look out my window, A nice November day,
The scenery entertains me, a beautiful view.
The Original: Tom Maxwell© 11/06/2021
Nov 8, 2025
Nov 8, 2025 at 6:12 PM UTC
Strolling in a labyrinth of bleeding hearts
with ghost orchids whispering forget-me-not.
Along a path paved with celestites,
the Queen of the Night unfurls by the labradorites,
with the crown carried by Firecrests
as Lorikeets stroll in flight, wings burrowed in the wind, enthralled
by the nightingale's lush rhapsodies.
The sanctum — a rosette of Angel's trumpets,
alluring Snowy Egrets as Snowdrops embrace the sunset.
Jul 28, 2025
Jul 28, 2025 at 2:35 PM UTC
I sat upon a fashioned stump
Where birds and bugs all ducked and dived;
Stuck on the stump before a ****
And wondering which to hide.
A smear of veg before me spreads
As far as the mind can see;
And dazzling flowers all nod their heads,
And all of them smile at me.
Then the birds, the birds all sing their song,
And the rest can buzz and dance along,
So I know that really it can’t be long
‘Till everything’s smiling at me.
But the buzz and the song -
Oh, where had they gone?
And those flowers -
How they smiled at me!
Apr 14, 2025
Apr 14, 2025 at 5:46 PM UTC
The Stained Glass windows
in the vestibule,
in the Back of the church,
of the last row pews.
Through the Entrance,
is how I come to view,
As we enter the Lord's House
Where Praises are due.
These Beautiful windows are
Out of sight,
a Beautiful view,
Bringing to us Delight,
A beautiful church,
a marvelous sight,
A feeling of Happiness, and
It feels so right,
When you are so full of Joy,
Through these stained Glass windows
Where The Sun Shines Bright!!!!
B.R.
Date: 1/14/2025
Jan 14, 2025
Jan 14, 2025 at 2:11 PM UTC
icy wind, creeping in;
peeking out, pupils dilating.
the freezing cold, killin';
chirping of the birds, dying.
a blurry silhouette
skating around, freely.
playing russian roulette;
any step can break my measly-
and fragile heart.
infatuation to falling in love
I'll never have enough of him.
a love story getting wove
trying my best to get that chance
to creep into his heart
and make him feel what I feel.
Oct 31, 2024
Oct 31, 2024 at 9:12 AM UTC
on bare feet
treading light footprints
following the beat
of the rush
from ocean waves
to adopt seashells
as she paves
a path sideways
towards the sea
dipping her feet
letting things be
letting wind blow
her hair messy
she gives out
and finally smiles
as if there
is no tomorrow
Oct 30, 2024
Oct 30, 2024 at 8:27 AM UTC
The harvest is done,
a blue moon hangs from a string of silver
North wind found summer,
and has stalked and killed her.
I'm sending out puffs of ice cold breath
tender stream gathering in the frost
watching bejeweled leaves reach their final death and fall amongst the lost.
Nov 12, 2023
Nov 12, 2023 at 11:41 PM UTC
The stars tonight
Rose high in the sky,
From paths I walk
Through quiet night.
For animals they crawl
And bugs they bite,
Not a moment I would wish for
That would feel this right.
For who thought my mind
would feel so mellow?
Passing fields of green
And flowers of yellow.
Joy fills my heart
Through this hazy meadow,
Greeting others with a smile
And a sweet 'hello'!
For tonight is a night
Of joy and no sorrow,
Leaving worries and woes
Until tomorrow.
Oct 30, 2023
Oct 30, 2023 at 3:50 PM UTC
the whole valley
blended into a sea of black
stark to the starry blue sky
the mountains are the waves
I am only a water bug
May 23, 2022
May 23, 2022 at 12:19 PM UTC
a natural painting is what i see
of flowers and fresh grass nearby
a cloudy blue sky so breathtaking
it always leaves me with a sigh
no artist can paint so well and true
like mother nature does it right here
trees even give way to her sculpture game
and let precious splendor come near
painted with love, so velvety soft
just like fragile life mostly can be
look and appreciate what nature offers you
as she whispers “please come closer to me“
Oct 21, 2021
Oct 21, 2021 at 2:32 AM UTC
The freckled yellow flowers
Smell like a breath in
Roots braid and knot the ground
Mange begetting rainbows
A thousand leaves palms up to the sun
Indifferent of the rain
Weathered are the paths that led me
To my mother's garden again.
Oct 15, 2021
Oct 15, 2021 at 3:49 AM UTC
I see a lion
through the rose petals
in the bushes
his mane forms and rests
The wind blows
and I can hear
his roar
revealing a pink tongue
The gold of his body
blends into the gold of the grass
It glistens and it shines
I see his power
It is mine.
Jul 26, 2021
Jul 26, 2021 at 3:27 PM UTC
dark blue
wisps of white
endless rolls
on the way down south
deep mounds meet
the land to the sky
stars sparkle
such silence
wind blows
Jul 26, 2021
Jul 26, 2021 at 3:24 PM UTC
Each word I exchanged with you,
each one of them is raining down on me
like falling stars.
The sky I looked at alone,
seemed like it was about to swallow me up.
I was afraid.
The starry night we shared was incredibly brilliant,
it somehow seemed unstable.
A single petal that came in my life.
Only you mattered.
This is my punishment.
Jul 3, 2021
Jul 3, 2021 at 4:24 AM UTC
I wish that I can grow
a garden out of words
that way,
I'll be as comforting
like the cold breeze
on a blissful night
then, seeing autumn
will feel so right
but, instead of those
I have this
glaring eyes,
that angers my father
every time
I'm envious of how people can be like sceneries,
so beautiful and alluring
yet, I am just...
Jun 18, 2021
Jun 18, 2021 at 3:18 AM UTC
Endless sky
Bleached with orange
And a touch of pink
Scenes like this
Showcase how a beautiful moment
Is only ever temporary
Jun 10, 2021
Jun 10, 2021 at 9:14 PM UTC
My lonely field
no one to accompany,
there are weeds growing
high up till my chin.
I am barefoot,
walking around aimlessly
my feet are bleeding
many pebbles beneath my feet
I am searching for the sun
hiding behind the clouds
the colours are sepia
black, brown, yellow
soon there is rain
pouring over my face
the scene goes muddy
then moon follows
and the night conquers
and till when it is dawn
I am long gone.
*a walk in my field,
a walk into my life
it is how it is
stay where you are
scenery is not pretty*.
Mar 30, 2021
Mar 30, 2021 at 12:54 PM UTC
As I drive
By a field
I see hydro towers
Hydro towers that Eriely look like
Ancient Native American
Art
I am in awwww
Only man create something
That surreal
Feb 20, 2021
Feb 20, 2021 at 8:46 PM UTC
Purple, Orange, Red and Blue,
Those are the colors I see when I'm with you.
The stars shine bright,
Hoping to spare a glance at your beauty, tonight.
Feb 14, 2021
Feb 14, 2021 at 1:34 PM UTC
I just want bright light and
endless blue sky.
Back drop me in never ending
hills of green!
The wind dancing with my bangs,
a smile draped across my lips.
I want to sing my heart out so loudly!
Feb 8, 2021
Feb 8, 2021 at 3:03 PM UTC
I open my soul to take in:
the wonder of winter's clouds,
the way sunlight reflects
against the body of a river,
bird's wings splashing, and
flowing gently with the tide
I wish to take in this view with another.
He is a lover of mine, but the pool of such feelings run shallow in him.
Feb 8, 2021
Feb 8, 2021 at 2:14 PM UTC