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The Mountains

Posted by MFish Profile 09/17/21 at 10:07PM Nature See more by MFish

The mountains puncture the sky,
snagging clouds as they pass.
The green-yellow of decidious trees,
changing colors before the
leaves fall to the ground.
A most wonderous time of the year,
when a trees skeletal remains,
rattle the brain and senses.
An old, natural disaster;
no flowers except the Aster.

How does a person
make life whole again?
Is it done by writing
in a book with a pen?
I'm writing the words,
which are entering my head,
without benefit of rules,
or a guide, in good stead.
Some words are strong,
like a good grade of steel,
while many words are weak,
with little writer's appeal.
I must decide, the words to use
is what would be ideal.
Here I remain, wasting time,
as I search for words,
which will fit into this rhyme.

New Bulbs

Posted by MFish Profile 09/17/21 at 05:47AM Gardening See more by MFish

Just received an e-mail from Brecks.
"Your bulbs are on the way."
Once again I got carried away and
ordered too many bulbs.
Now I just have to remember
where the old ones are located.
Shouldn't be a problem as I
use chicken wire, which I cut
to cover the bulbs. I know it
dissapoints the squirel helpers,
but it's the way it has to be.

Sit you here,
write down the word,
be it trite, simple
or just so absurd.
Your role is to write
words to paper.
Thoughts are elusive
and they will fly
away from you,
if you don't try
to capture them
when you can
or else you will become
a lost an lonely
wordless man.

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Loy • 09/17/2021 at 09:24AM • Like 1 Profile

good poem and words of advice! I need your discipline...

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MFish • 09/17/2021 at 11:42AM • Like Profile

Thank you. A funny story. I'll tell you at another time.

My beloved's
thoughts are gone.
Broken sentence,
which make no sense,
as the words spoken,
elude me now.
She woke me at a early hour,
asking me why her underwear,
was in our bed?
Did I have plans for its use
or was this just a drill to see,
if I would lose my grasp
on the contiued attack on my sanity?

When I write,
I feel fine.
When the words stop,
will I remain kind?
I don't know.
Why am I asking you?
I'll keep on searching,
for it's what I do.
There are so many words,
but I will only use a few.

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Carl • 09/16/2021 at 02:38PM • Like 1 Profile

I always look forward to reading your writings

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MFish • 09/16/2021 at 10:31PM • Like Profile

Thank you, Carl. My mind is cluttered with worry but on occasion something pops through. I appreciate your kind comments.

The Heron

Posted by MFish Profile 09/14/21 at 12:14PM Nature See more by MFish

The Heron
stood motionless
in the ponds
brackish water.
Patiently awaiting
for the careless frog
or curious fish.
This prehistoric bird,
is what it must be,
still in this World.
It won't go away,
from the smell of the water
and it's brackish display
of decaying vegetation,
it smells every day.

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Loy • 09/14/2021 at 11:47PM • Like 1 Profile

Love this photo and the poem. Great capture!

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MFish • 09/16/2021 at 10:32PM • Like Profile

Thank you.

For want of some fun,
a brother died.
He Lived the good life,
what he tried.
Drinking booze and using drugs,
to his inside.
The abuse to his body,
trying to deride.
Too late was the recovery,
my brother died.

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Loy • 09/14/2021 at 11:49PM • Like 1 Profile

Sad story that gets repeated too often

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MFish • 09/15/2021 at 12:03AM • Like Profile

He was the youngest sibling. Would have been 65, this month.

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