Today is Monday Memorial day It has been a good 2 days off for me. I got the grass cut yesterday. today I got up did my exercises, then I loaded up my recumbent trike and headed for the Ernst trail. over all for the first time this year I did good mileage. I got in about between 6 and 7 miles The trail is a Beautiful pave trail for walking and biking. I was fortunate enough to have 2 deer cross the trail in front of me and a couple of chipmunks also. Trees and flora line both sides of the trailThe trail starts following French Creek for about a mile. A beauty it is.

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River of Dreams

Beneath royal green

I sit

To gaze upon

A river of

Dreams

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River stones

Sing their songs

Beneath waters silent

Flow

...

Diamond and gold

Flash a dance.

Promising riches

Untold

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Dreams in bubbles

In silence pass

When they forrmed

Is anyones guess

...

Dream bubbles

Burst or glide

From sight

...

The song of the

River stones,

Sung for the

Dreams

...

ccd 2010

Memorial day weekend, so I am off to day and tomorrow (monday). Today I got some yardwork done. I will write the poem Monday night. I am in the mood to remember what it is like to have 2 days off in a row. Be at peace, let the stars sing their song to you at night, and the wind during the day.

Sometimes I hate lazy Sundays.I should nave cut the grass but I did not. should have moved some gravel but i did not all I did was go grocery shopping Ashley baked some chocolate cupcakes..

I think spring fever has set in.

Spring Fever

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Winter dreams laid to rest

Shadows fly

from light of sun

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Nests are filled

new life begins

..

Budding flowers open

quenching their

thirst

..

Natures bards

by light of day

sing ballads

of life

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Nights cantor

voices

add flavor

with spice

..

I loose my thoughts

in their

stories

..

ccd 2010

I could not wake up this morning, or this afternoon. do not know why but something hangs heavy on my mind I should have gotten up and gone cut the grass at the store. I did no shopping today either. I did get my grass cut here at home. Something on the wind calls to me. The Walter Brenan song "Ol Shep" has disappeared from you tube. I had it book marked.

I hope it is not an omen of a friends dearest companion.

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Prayer to the Wind

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To beauty and peace

in your song

My soul does cling

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Beyond the sounds

of man

I hear your voice

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Above the valley

the eagle

calls

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Drinking from the brook

trees standing guard

whisper to

the spawning trout

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In its home

rabbits heart, soft drum beat

at rest

...

I hear your peace

in voiceless quiet before

the setting sun

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I pray to you

bathe

my troubled mind

to rest my soul

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ccd 2010

Mothers Day I no longer hear her Voice. I no longer see her silver hair or hazel eyes. I know I never told enough I loved her then, I hold her and love her now. She taught me quiet love is, a love of iron, non-rusting, enduring through time and space. ... To What do we awaken this morning?

April showers bring May .....snow?

A damp cold and a bed sheet layer

of snow. Ain't mother nature beautiful lady? ...

ARGH....

I have been sitting here and nothing

comes to mind for a poem...SIGH When shadows come visiting

the mind goes blank

I've dug down deep to find one close

to the meaning of this day

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Tree and water,

separate lives

...

Root of tree

Hidden from sight

in mother earth,

Buried deep

...

Water flows

free and wild

Hidden root seeks

to feed.

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Traveling souls

from different realms.

...

Bound to mother

tree feeds.

...

Two become one

this will be

until

Both are gone

ccd 2006

Sunday again. I need to get outside more. It has been a sunny week and mostly dry.Rain is expected today I did manage to get my hair cut on Friday, and the grass cut today. the yard looks much much better. Before the leaves the flowers bloom the Dogwood has its flowers, the Lilac also. As for flowers, I have/had a yard full of the yellow dandelions. It is now 6:30 pm It looks like a heavy rain is coming

Rain

..

Lead grey, the

clouds boil

Rolling drums proclaim

the greetings

..

First drops

Wet dust

scents the air

Opens the soul

..

Tea is brewed

in natures pot

Lilac, Dogwood, Dandelion

Flavors the rain

..

No shelter needed

Tree and flower

in celebration

dance

..

Rhythm of

angel tears tapping

Refreshes body

and soul

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