Rolling in the grass
LOVE IT!!!
Sleepless Nights
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Emotions ripping, pulling, burning
In a cauldron in the sky
Full of life’s miseries
Churning, turning, bubbling,
Stewing in the depth of your strife
Brewing your worries and insecurities
Into a tormented concoction Continue reading
Natures Love Song
Given that we are going camping this week I thought it might be nice to pull forward this poem of mine that I wrote while listening to the sounds of nature.
Enjoy the last few weeks we have left of summer!
Cheers,
Jennifer
The tree covered hill tops
Alive with the chirping of birds
Their songs echoing
Providing solace and joy to my soul
They sing their song
Encouraging nature along,
Natures love song
Giving rise to the earth
© Jennifer David 2013
Trimmed with Lace
Words from the Fire
Another fantastic poem by Sounds of the Son that I had to share!
Shimmering, shining
Glowing with grace
Glimmering, gleaming
Flowing in place
Simmering, steaming
Boiling with desire
Delivering, dreaming
Words from the fire
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Mumbles and Grumbles
Happy Monday everyone, here is a reblog of mine!
Mumbles and Grumbles
Get over your grumbles
Your quiet voiced mumbles
Life is too short
So hit abort
On your onboard
Autopilot
And fly it
Life is too short
Your quiet voiced mumbles
Get over your grumbles
©Jennifer David 2013
Life is too short to hold onto grudges.
So many people walk around mumbling and grumbling beneath their breath. Often looking for bad and negative situations to occur around them so they can grumble some more.
It saddens me to see people often choosing to hold onto their frustrations.
We tend to live life on autopilot….
……We have adjusted our settings and set off on that course but often things change in our life and we forget to readjust the settings on the autopilot. But it’s important to. Readjusting ones self and ones perspectives is not always easy but the first step to a new perspective is taking charge trying…
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Pondering
Salty cheese and a glass of wine
A different time
a different era
Where voluptuous curves were what artists wrote about
What the most glorious painters painted about
The round about curtsey of a respectable girl
who’s hair all acurl
Made even the most proper woman’s brow curl
A time of allure
Where femininity could endure
a lifetime of salty cheese and a glass of wine.
A Series of Poems on The Senses: The Poetry of Sound
The poetry of sound
Lingers all around
The wind in my ears
The crashing waves
The faint cry of a seagull
The distant hum of a motor boat Continue reading






