Rubber Ducky Poetry Hour

PoeticWitch · 03-30-2014, 07:21 AM

The air is chilly in
This early morning
The fog clings to the ground
As my feet pick out the path
That they know so well
My breathe crystallizes in the air
Showing the proof of Winter clinging
Sun peeks through the trees
Brightening up the snow and ice
That still lingers
A beam of sunlight falls upon
My face causing me to smile
My body fills with warmth
My feet begin to move faster
Darting in and out of the trees
In a hurry to reach my destination
I break through the trees
Into a clearing on a cliffside
To meet the Dawn in all her glory
To soak up her morning rays
To give thanks to the Mother
For all that she has given us
Seen and Unseen
Blessed Be to all of Mothers Creatures

03-30-2014, 07:21 AM	#33
PoeticWitch Member How Do You Identify?: Queer... that is all you get Preferred Pronoun?: um... she.. I think... shrug call me anything that pleases ya Relationship Status: Single Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: Toledo, Ohio Posts: 562 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 172 Thanked 1,131 Times in 377 Posts Rep Power: 7056675	The Walk The air is chilly in This early morning The fog clings to the ground As my feet pick out the path That they know so well My breathe crystallizes in the air Showing the proof of Winter clinging Sun peeks through the trees Brightening up the snow and ice That still lingers A beam of sunlight falls upon My face causing me to smile My body fills with warmth My feet begin to move faster Darting in and out of the trees In a hurry to reach my destination I break through the trees Into a clearing on a cliffside To meet the Dawn in all her glory To soak up her morning rays To give thanks to the Mother For all that she has given us Seen and Unseen Blessed Be to all of Mothers Creatures __________________ Things happen, no rhyme or reason, either learn from it and grow. Or don't and fail this part of life.

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