Greens of glory glistened
while floating by on turquoise,
trees with yellowed leaves waved
as nature’s orchestra played
a soothing symphony,
lapping water slurped upside
a tiny boat set adrift,
whistling concertos breezed from
holes in wooden rafts of days gone by,
nature plays for nature
when no one is around,
then night time lifts its curtain
and nothing makes a sound.
Author: L. M. Montes
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Uniqueness
Which aspects do you think makes a person unique?
People’s reactions to various aspects in life. Our beliefs is another. Two or more people can have the same belief and still be unique in their thinking regarding it.
Named After Me
If you could have something named after you, what would it be?
I don’t really want anything named after me.
Inner Cave by L. M. Montes
Caves hide darkness
in vast shadows–
creatures from within
lurk behind the mind’s eye–
two steps forward
three steps back–
now to face it
but risk attack–
inner caves thus sit in silence
forever grieving with no healing,
stuck in mind mud–
no way out–
life’s decisions pushed you out.
Laughing
What makes you laugh?
A good clean humored comedian.
The Beauty You See by L. M. Montes
Some days arrive and words don’t come,
just relaxation to enjoy in the sun,
beams of light across the grass caress,
inviting air of smoothness to the breath,
lavender floats along in gentle breezes,
creating a break in all that’s really needed,
so come along and smile with ease,
enjoy in life the beauty you see.
When I Grow Up
When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up?
When I was five, I wanted to be an Olympic runner.
Standing and Sitting
In order to stand up for something you believe in, you have to sit and listen.
Life and Hunger Intertwined
In life we grow hungry for joy, love, peace, success, and food. Hunger is a part of life from which we gain sustenance.
Life’s Chase by L. M. Montes
Life walked by and told to sit
so I could grasp and take a hold,
but then as fingers touched its sleeve,
it turned and ran before I bit.
I dashed and followed, giving chase
in hopes of catching what is mine,
but then as I drew close and near,
life turned and told me “in your face.”
Then I tripped into a shallow well
of self and pity as I had failed,
but then a flower before me grew,
my life was mine, I would prevail.
