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Category: Nature and Poetry
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When you grow, grow fruitfully, as Fall falls, be aware of change and of canopy. What remains is a glory to what has grown and what has been made. Be holy to a canopy and know you can grow anything in its glory as it forms and fruit is forming, or anything you wish to…
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You, oh Fall, begin with the grasslands breathing its newness into a golden age of the fields. When you grow, you wisp, when you breathe you see. The grasslands are of tier to the fall, as are you oh Flower in the corner, and are made for a purpose, to flourish and seed for all…
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To be clear and open to the making of poetry, I remind all that I have more for you and plan to finish my book by next year. I enjoy remembering and reminding those that I am in need and hope you make enjoy the poetic and glory of Ars Poetica, but more. I know…
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When you sit and wonder, wonder where you are and consider the possibility of life in this place of peace, of talks, of firelight and being. When you play for an idea, it opens to its becoming as a way to its fireplace and stone seat. It is open to many and to the few…
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When you play with me, play in a garden and understand its glory. When you appear, you wonder and be. You are an opening to glory and to God. When you pray, pray for life on Earth to be and it will be open to its meaning and to its playful nature and its storm…
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You are a lily, a Calla, a flower of nature and of being, yet you bloom, oh Calla, in nature of being late and being lonely in your state, your bloom, your natural posture, yet you are regal still in your bed, your worth is more regal as long as you know to care of…
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You are lead and are leading, yet you hide before me, oh end, oh road to the mystery, the opening of a place of nature, to the next point to its answer. Are you real, oh Road? Are you real, oh Canopy? Are you a place of wonderment, and a place of innocent nature before…
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A gourd appears as a squash does. Are you one, or the other? You are real to what you are and become a part of the Garden. Alone, and possibly a miracle as you were not planted there, yet you rise to form into what you are and more. Photograph by Randie Mayo “Bobbi” When…
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You are an opening. You are real as a sign, as a garden leads to you and leads to another. When you open to sign and stone, you open to the path and pray it will glory and wood and more. When a wood appears, so do you. You are surrounded by wood and by…
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You are an evergreen to green being to each other. You are young, oh evergreen, you are young, oh August lizard of the moment. Be quick, oh evergreen lizard, be quick and hard to catch in the sun, in the ears of your existence and more. When, oh summer, will it end? You are still…
