Overflowing with goodness
of rain
Playground of ducks
Haven for frogs
and the memory of drought fades
the fish swims in gratitude......
Overflowing with goodness
of rain
Playground of ducks
Haven for frogs
and the memory of drought fades
the fish swims in gratitude......
I'll write a bit and then insert a photo, so here it is and these are the ducks having an argument to see who owns the pond
I want to use wrap around writing but it is not allowing me to do so.
Below are some Musk Lorrikeets splashing about in the pond when the ducks had departed.
This is the worst blog I have ever written as the normal way I used to do them has altered with this new laptop I have. So forgive me anyone who may actually look at this.
Like the horse Shalako
Patiently waiting for
his morning breakfast or
for the evening hay biscuit
then obviously enjoying his food
with that faraway look in his eye.
the petulant four year old in
an old man's body impatiently
spewing forth unpleasant directives
is the total opposite
creating havoc among
long suffering masses
of people longing for
that faraway look
in each other's eyes
oh, the patience required
to see present humanity
through this turbulent time......
this felon to rule
their destinies
let Ozimandias
speak again
to show that all is
Vanity
Silence is always present
no way will it ever alter
Silence is wisdom.....
this Spring morning
guarding their little balls of fluff
twinkling in our pond.....
Nature delights in renewing itself
for our enjoyment and edification.....
in a peaceful country
how can we share this peace
when up against a people
so full of hate
they cannot see the good
in the hands offering solace......