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Contentment
by James A Garrison
Soft cooling breezes wafting over lush, undulant field,
Sunshine glistening off of the wounds of trees that sap has sealed,
Insects buzzing quietly in the distant background,
While the wind curls through, healing every stress to be found.
A dog yelps and races past, hard on the trail of some rabbit or cat,
In the distance boys squabble and cheer as one goes to bat,
A man two rows down sweating as he pushes a mower,
Leaning back and enjoying the shade, a cigar and book in my hands
willing the evening to go slower.
Holidays spent with loved ones,
Opening presents, sharing barbeques,
Talking of days gone by, spreading condiments over seedy buns,
Looking out and watching flakes fall while we sit and muse.
Sitting in my room, reading, writing, or listening to tunes play,
Closing my eyes and letting the world sink in,
These are a few of the things I like to do on a contented day,
So find your own, for they are what make the world spin.
by James A Garrison
Soft cooling breezes wafting over lush, undulant field,
Sunshine glistening off of the wounds of trees that sap has sealed,
Insects buzzing quietly in the distant background,
While the wind curls through, healing every stress to be found.
A dog yelps and races past, hard on the trail of some rabbit or cat,
In the distance boys squabble and cheer as one goes to bat,
A man two rows down sweating as he pushes a mower,
Leaning back and enjoying the shade, a cigar and book in my hands
willing the evening to go slower.
Holidays spent with loved ones,
Opening presents, sharing barbeques,
Talking of days gone by, spreading condiments over seedy buns,
Looking out and watching flakes fall while we sit and muse.
Sitting in my room, reading, writing, or listening to tunes play,
Closing my eyes and letting the world sink in,
These are a few of the things I like to do on a contented day,
So find your own, for they are what make the world spin.
Literature
Is This Love?
I walk down a crooked, broken pathway
A lone tear permanently attached to my cheek
Exhaustion explodes from every pore
Food will not satisfy
Water will not quench
All hope is gone
But as long as I'm with you, I will not stumble
You are all I need to satisfy and quench my needs
Hope will slowly return
My heart is broken;
Lies nearly dead in a heap of despair
Little pieces are broken off here and there
They won't be coming back.
But you are slowly piecing me back together
You are bringing life back into mi corazon
I have faith you can find the missing pieces
When we're together, I feel balanced
I'm madly in love in a calm way
Literature
Love
Kiedy czujesz woń bezduszną utoń w niej,
bo serce potrzebuje tego nie głowa.
Ty nie kochasz tej miłości sercem,
ty jej nie rozumiesz.
Pozbądź się ciężkości,
pozwól sobie na to co najgłębsze.
A dojdziesz do miejsca w którym zrozumiesz...
Że miłość po prostu jest.
Wiersz mojej koleżanki. Pozwoliła na publikację. B.G.
Literature
In love with you
In love with you, In love with you,
Im so in love with you it hurts me.
At night I cry, Myself to sleep,
just thinking of how things were.
The thought of you, crossed my mind,
I felt so lonely, and so broken in side.
In love with you, In love with you,
I can't let go of this love for you.
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I know I haven't posted in a lohohohohoooong time, but I've been busy I swear lol. For anyone still paying attention I have written a small collection of poems about human emotions. Hope you enjoy.
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Apart from the baseball references this is very accurate description of the last few sunny days in my village.