Tag: nature
First Flower of the Year in Our New House
Ghostly Mist by L. M. Montes
Ghostly mists arise and hover,
above the valley floor it covers,
mountain walls surround and hide,
the evil secrets that reside.
When happiness pushes through and in,
a bloody horror stabs and wins,
What is this mess that is so wrong?
A sickening stench so sick and strong.
But love so great, the only answer,
Can overwhelm this evil cancer,
Shining down from God most High,
Is peace and love, then horror dies.
by L. M. Montes
Golden Tree by L. M. Montes
A golden tree looks down at me,
with radiant red delicious eyes.
It grows with love and life anew,
yet no one goes there,
I wonder, don’t you?
This golden tree is set in green,
where gardens are a paradise.
It shares a strength and sings to you,
yet no one goes there,
I wonder, don’t you?
One day a sword of flame appeared,
to guard the tree from man.
For they were told to stay away,
yet now they seek it,
I wonder why, don’t you?
by L. M. Montes
Summer’s Love by L. M. Montes
With lilt a breeze gives me a jilt,
and on my cheek it plants,
scents of lavender caress,
floating aloft a flowerbed.
The Brink by L. M. Montes
I saunter to a jagged edge
to watch the sun go down
behind the ocean’s salty bed.
As the sky dims to ebony,
the ivory stars blink
their eyes and watch
me from the vast
expanse of the heavens.
The heavy mists
which evening brings
lifts upward to envelop
and imprison me
as night befalls.
I cannot see
the craggy edge
that looms so far below—-
the mist has cupped its
hands on my eyes,
so the cliff I would not view.
Panic grabs my fearful head,
I cannot move,
for if I do,
I topple till I’m dead.
A Summer Dream by L. M. Montes
The emerald blades of grass
Glisten softly in the sun,
With a color wheel of wild flowers
Dancing in the wind.
Ice blue skies with feathers of clouds
Gently floating by.
The sand creates a blanket,
That lies wrinkled under me,
While the sound of sleepy waves
Cradle me to slumber.
Water’s Edge by L. M. Montes
Quietly by the shore
The waves roll softly o’er my feet.
I gaze out upon the sea,
Diamond like sun crystals
Twinkle on mirrored waters.
Clouds, pillowy puffs,
Sweep gently across an ice blue sky,
Sea blown breezes whisper through my hair.
In the distance, seagulls,
Swooping and swaying,
Sing their victory song.
Tis joyous to see such beauty,
When inner thunders storm.
Like rains of hurricanes,
Wind whipped blows—-
Seem to never cease.
But this glorious creation of sunlit skies,
Which God Himself has sent,
Has blown away my inner
Typhoon and laid my fears to rest.
Breathe fresh and breathe free,
Let go of all showers of yesterday.
Let all flow out to sea,
Never to return and bother.
Angels in the Mist by L. M. Montes
Your love is my strength,
It gives me warmth,
When I touch you,
Your love sings to me.
When I close my eyes,
You are there,
When I dream of you,
Your presence fills my heart.
But now you are gone,
The Lord has taken you away,
Your spirit and your love,
Are angels in the mist.
Long ago you stepped into my world,
You fed my mind,
And held me tight,
Throughout our years of gold.
So when the wind blows,
Your love floats back to me,
I cherish all you are,
Like flowers in the Spring.
Evening’s Light to Darkness by L. M. Montes
With slowness I walk,
a dimness so gray,
the air is a coolness,
that lasted all day.
Low hung the clouds,
the darkness reached down,
then sprung back and faded,
as the air moved around.
Lighter grew the evening,
and air warmed the soul,
and hung but just a moment,
’til evening turned to coal.
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