#amazement
A belly full of tasteful food,
With a tankard filled with good drink,
As well as the smell of sweet tobacco
Is calming to the mind of any man;
A fire with a kind flame,
A book filled with adventure,
As friends tell cheerful tales
Can fill his life with enjoyment;
The cool wind upon his back,
The fresh air entering the lungs,
As the rain falls from up high
Offers a relaxed feeling for most;
The sound of calm streams
As well as the mighty rivers,
And the sight of the forests
Is enough to bring a man's soul peace;
The green leaves that are on the trees
That grow to tremendous heights,
With roots deep within the skin of earth
Brings much amazement and wonder;
When the sun has fully sunk
A sky full of stars is revealed
With a moon that shines bright
Brings tears to the eyes;
Home is where the heart is
And mine is within the mountains,
For having experienced their beauty
I pity any man who's never seen them.
Feb 16, 2021
Feb 16, 2021 at 10:55 PM UTC
There is an elegance
in contemplating the moon
as your surroundings turn pitch
black.
A nostalgic glare
of two empty beings
340 400 kilometers away.
How Icarus laughed in amazement
even when the end was coming.
That is life.
A Constant Freefall
Feb 8, 2021
Feb 8, 2021 at 1:36 PM UTC
The gleam in their eyes
-don’t miss it! It’s gone before you know it-
when they realize that the whole time
they were staring right at the solution
and the joy that comes
from knowing the answer
makes me want to refute them,
so I can amaze them again.
Jun 24, 2020
Jun 24, 2020 at 3:44 AM UTC
nonchalantly, and with a nimble stride, the lizard crossed my path
at great speed, it's tailless torso, made it to the cover of desert cactus
the momentum of this little creature was stunning
the desert floor is packed with amazement of all kinds
Brian Hill - 2020 # 167
Jun 19, 2020
Jun 19, 2020 at 9:38 AM UTC
Like dust,
You settled on me.
But I'm afraid the desires of
water will wash you away;
yet it amuses me how the thirst
of love leads me back to you again.
Jan 30, 2020
Jan 30, 2020 at 3:34 AM UTC
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Dec 14, 2019
Dec 14, 2019 at 3:36 AM UTC
My mind can not express my amazement of your beauty, the way you break me down to my simplest parts and make me new with feelings of love. The small magical minutes in between memories I once only thought old books and dreams were made of
Sep 25, 2019
Sep 25, 2019 at 1:58 PM UTC
Sitting here in total amazement
I am stunned by the beauty of her soul
What is it about her
How could she have stolen my heart
I’m lucky
Brian Hill - 2019#140
Jun 10, 2019
Jun 10, 2019 at 9:31 AM UTC
What happens when the weather around you doesn’t feel the same around the time it should
What happens when you don’t do things in the best times you thought you could
So much procrastination I could write a book about a book with out missing a single hook
What happens when the economy doesn’t fulfill how it should and they lied to us about everything we could
He won’t let that happen cause in my bible god is stronger than he should
Apr 27, 2019
Apr 27, 2019 at 1:33 PM UTC
The sparkles of life
Trickle with trepidation.
Ripples ricoshade from one to side to another;
As life seems to stop.
Smoothly dancing along the top,
Gliding like a kite across the surface.
Winding, wildly along the curves; taunting Zeus of his power.
The birds call out far and wide
They communicate with the sea.
They understand him
And they understand what he needs.
Feb 27, 2019
Feb 27, 2019 at 7:14 PM UTC
Maybe it was a dream, maybe not, I can't remember now
Walking homeward across town
Suddenly there came this fog in from the sea
It covered the harbour and the streets, enveloping everything
so it seemed
A fog so thick...so dense, I'd never seen its like before
All you could see was the slow drip of car headlights
As they'd emerge from out of the street next to me
Eventually I had to stop, I couldn't go on, couldn't see anymore
It was like everything had just faded away until all that was left,
all that was left there... was me
But then - suddenly! Looking up. There! Right above me
The huge spire of a Church, towering up,
Like it was coming out of the clouds
I was amazed... awestruck
"Surely this was it" I thought, "surely I'd found it
(That which had been lost... lost for so long)
The Church at the End of the World looking down on all
Eternity",
Even now after all those years I still had a memory of you
You were there... right at the beginning, right at the start, you
were there
Those nights when I slept as a little child
You used come to me, come to me in the quiet, in the still of
the night
I used enter and roam your hallowed halls...look out on your
golden city...with eyes wide with wonder
It all started to come back to me
I grew excited, so excited
Because I knew! I remembered! I recognised you still!
You were there, all there just like you had been all those years
ago
And you were the same, the exact same, you hadn't changed in
any way
I saw the old familiar road down to you open up before me
And then the Bridge across appear
And then entering through your Gates
My heart it leapt inside me and my eyes they were filled with
tears
I'd found it...found you again
The Church at the End of the World.
Dec 3, 2018
Dec 3, 2018 at 4:43 PM UTC
She lies there staring up at me
And I wonder whether my eyes
Know how lucky they are to see
An actual blessing from God.
She lies there staring up at me
And I wonder whether my heart
Knows that it’s heartbeat is precious
Dependent on this love I feel.
She lies there staring up at me
And I wonder whether her smile
Knows how much energy it gives
And yet I cannot look away.
She lies there staring up at me
And I wonder if her body
Knows the need my body feels
To be one with hers, head to toe.
She lies there staring up at me
And I wonder whether her soul
Knows how much I’m in love with her
Just lying there, staring at me.
Nov 6, 2018
Nov 6, 2018 at 11:08 PM UTC
People are a mystery.
They each have a history --
A story leading to now.
I can't help but question how
So many precious folks,
So many ladies and blokes,
Came into existence.
Unique, yet forming consistence!
Aug 29, 2018
Aug 29, 2018 at 5:07 PM UTC
Eyes open
Okay
We got this
Why?
i hate it
Hmmmm
Cig?
Naw
You're going to die soon
No I'll live forever
And I hate it like myself
You're OK
Nice person
Basic face
Scars
Sporty
But broken
Carving
She fly
Smoke
Later
So empty
Her
I like her
No point won't happen
She'll hurt you
**** off
Might as well quit
It hurts
Why?
Man up
Tough
I'ma good person
With bad thoughts
Scared
I'm worthless
Pointless
NO
Be fine
Allowed to feel
Don't feel allowed
I'm me
Am I?
Not the same
Hot
Cool leg
Tomorrow ready?
Her
Not her
Ride
Clothes
Cig?
Soon
I wish I
Never mind.
- Kayla Lynn
Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 10:27 AM UTC
You can't have what you can't not want when you are can't not have wanting -
Because you are too busy can't not having it
By your can't not wanting it.
While you're doing what you want
Saying you can't not have what you're wanting.
Getting what you're wanting is
Not having what you doing to not
Can't not have wanting.
If it really is that what you really do are wanting at all.
Apr 24, 2018
Apr 24, 2018 at 5:54 PM UTC
You shake me, because of you.
You hold me, not with arms available, but in captivation.
You fear me, perhaps not because of me, but because of who I am becoming.
I respect you, not only because of him, but because of a gentleman's decorum.
This is... Nerve wracking.
This is not yet... And yet more so for me.
And I thank you for that.
But what is this for you?
Nothing perhaps.
(:
Apr 11, 2018
Apr 11, 2018 at 4:22 PM UTC
A never ending wave of chaos
A fit of giggles and laughs
Tempers lost and toys thrown
An endless playlist of Karaoke
These are my memories of us.
Memories that I'll hold dear,
Or memories I'll hold for leverage
A story of a lifetime
Full of embarrassment
Pride
And Love
My life
My love
My competition
My protection
My pride and inspiration
My family
Apr 10, 2018
Apr 10, 2018 at 3:31 PM UTC
The serenity of the moment
surpasses all, standing near
the sight and the wonder
of two, white tailed deer
Not afraid or aloof
they returned my glare, my stare
just off of my balcony
wondering why, I'm there
The stand-off, of amazement
a simple sound they glean
something I couldn't hear
sauntering, from the scene
A glimpse, a peak
of fascination, so supreme
nothing left to ponder
intruding, nature's dream
Jan 22, 2018
Jan 22, 2018 at 6:02 PM UTC
zooming, zipping, speeding by
the air rushing by me as the spokes spin freely, gravity pulling me down
I outstretch my arms, and the wind lifts me high above the restraints of this world until the hill ends
and I clasp back onto those worn handles once more
bracing for the cracks in the walkway
'always be back when the street lights come on'
little creatures, sitting peacefully under an evergreen, only a little way into the old woman's lawn
a teal bike thrown quietly to the side
and crouch and creep slowly into the late afternoon
sheltered by luscious green ceilings above me, and the slight purr of a fur ball in front.
'always be back when the street lights come on'
the sun is setting quickly
but the bats always come out around now
an abandoned school with overgrown grass serves a grand hotel for my nocturnal friends
here they come
a large rain cloud of echo chirps and the flitter of paper thin wings catching air
'always be back when the street lights come on'
the bridge
water rushing quickly by,
it must have somewhere to be
the glowing moon settling above
content
prancing thoughts of dancing on those ripples and tickling the streaming moonbeams cross
and a little heartbeat quivers
trembles
shakes
"always be home when the street lights come on"
Jan 14, 2018
Jan 14, 2018 at 8:35 PM UTC
Hey moon,
What is it like?
What is it like to shine?
What is it like to be above all everything else?
What is it like to be you?
Shinning above the world so high,
Looking at everything down below.
Pulling ocean,
Causing tides.
Making everyone look above,
Just too look at your beauty.
Moon,
So magnificent,
So bright!
You brought light to a world so dim.
Consumed in darkness,
You set hope.
Your many forms amuses me.
Every night you became less,
Yet your beauty completes me.
You, with the sun almighty.
Never ceases to amaze me.
But I like you most.
Though you're small,
Though you're puny,
You never let the sun consume me.
Your fullness lets the Man live at you,
Lets the Man stay alive.
When you show your sadness,
When you became dark,
When your color so pure, turns to blood.
It makes makes everything a little brighter,
It takes my happiness a whole lot farther.
Hey moon,
Please forget to fall down.
Hey moon,
Don't you go down.
Dec 25, 2017
Dec 25, 2017 at 1:38 AM UTC
I find pleasure in the smallest of things
in the glass like wings that a cicada brings
and from the small brown bird in springtime when she sings
I am amazed at the little things
like the slate blue sails of a boat in flight
and a moth who flies into the bright light
I fall in love on a daily basis with feathers I find in the oddest of places
and the ocean spray that splashes the faces
of giggling people in boats at the races
Sep 6, 2016
Sep 6, 2016 at 7:13 AM UTC