Delta Morning

[Sam]

I woke early....
before the sunrise
had stretched across
the open skies,
and I stepped outside
into the clean fresh air...

I watched...
the steam rising
from the pond
like a scene
from a haunted picture...
until all the beautiful ducks
broke through the fog
forming little Vs
as they swam by me,
hurriedly on their way...

I listened ...
as hundreds of birds
filled the empty trees
in front of me...

Their songs
filled the open spaces
and the elegance
of their decoration
adorned
the many barren branches
as though
they were decorating
a Charlie Brown Christmas tree
just for me.

Even through
my sleep filled vision
I was overcome
with the true essence
of this unique moment
and the fleeting beauty
Nature had just gifted me.

I smiled...
and held out my arms
as if to embrace
this moment in time...
and hold on to it,
putting it forever
in my personal collection
of ever-growing memories...



Sam

[DavidMc]

Just as gorgeous as the first time.

David

[Sam]

Thanks David!

(You are going to give me the big head!)

Sam

[soulfir3]

beautiful! Soul

[anirbas]

Thank you for placing this lovely gem where it belongs...
Standing up in it's own thread on the Nature board...

Re-reading it, for a second I slipped out of Nirland...
And I was standing next to you, on deltaland...
It was a beautiful trip, Sammy...Thanks for taking
me there! Hope you're doing well, sweets! Sabrina.

[Sam]

There is something magical about the south,
though not too many people ever see it.
It is really more of a feeling, I guess,
than anything that can be viewed
with just the naked eye.
I do not know if it is in the "sweet" tea,
the grits and fried country ham,
the smiles on the people's faces,
the lazy walking,
slow talking people
making you feel
right at home.....
or possibly
the beautiful tall pines
and the sweet smelling magnolias
standing quietly by
as if in welcome...
the fireflies, frogs, and echoing crickets
harmonize with the many different birds
to consummate the quiet nights,
the moonlight spilling over the banks
of the Mississippi River,
the haunting sound of a passing train
fill the midnight hour's silence....
One has to open his heart
and bare his soul
to truly understand the south,
but to catch just a glimpse
of what it is all about
could take a stranger
a lifetime to figure out.

Sam

[anirbas]

Yet another lovely offering! Thanks for sharing, Sams! Got more? Nir.

[vixen]

Sam, makes me wish i grew up in the south. Beautiful piece. Loved it. Vixen

[anirbas]

slipping by to see if you'd left another Sharonic offering exemplifying
the beauty of nature and the sunny south. grins and waves to all, Nir

[Sam]

Spring is but a blink away now
and already the sights and smells
are out in full welcome form...
The birds have returned
and the animals cluster around
eagerly awaiting
the blooming springtime feast....
The dogs and cats are tiptoeing around
(some ready to rekindle the earth)
and the small cries can be heard
through out our neighborhood...
Garage sale signs are showing up
all over the inner city now
and people are walking around
with new shorts and white legs
showing off their new summer sandals...
I had a wonderful sensation just last night
as I opened my windows wide
and breathed in the new fresh air....
The barbeque grills are coming out
for summer's nearly here...
The Farmer's Market opens in April
and I love to walk it now...
Fresh veggies and fruits,
homemade jams, honey and jelly,
plants and flowers abound...
people smiling ear to ear
and children laughing out loud.
These are the new memories of spring
I will carry with me now.


Sam

[anirbas]

I love nature poems...And this one, is no exception!

Really enjoying seeing you try your hand at this genre, Sammy!

Excellent work!!!! Got more? Sabrina.

[Sam]

Springtime is a time
for new beginnings...
Birth and death
resound around us
bringing shape and form
to a new interchanging world...
New hopes, new dreams, new love...
thoughts of life overcome
the thoughts of death
blending them into one notion....
And we are again caught up
in the illusion
that we are part
of some solid
supernatural force
to be reckoned with.....
Anything is possible!
Life moves on and
day after day
we see it forming,
hear it calling
and feel it
beneath our hands
as we toil the good earth,
mulching in the old leaves,
and watching the sprouting
new forms of growth take place
in front of our very eyes,
hope springs eternally...

Life is good!

Sam

[Sam]

There is something in the air!!!
Nature is coming to life in all forms..
I am going to be a Memaw, again!!!

Sam

[anirbas]

From the silted delta of my mind
my thoughts drag feet clotted
with the mud of doubt
between the toes...

Nature explodes about me
in animal, plant and human form...
As a desert grows inside my head...
Heart grows heavy as a ton of lead...

I wish I knew where this poem was going...
Perhaps it never was going anywhere...
Except in my imagination...But,
now I'm here, BOO-HELLO!

LOL...
Greaty daying to you
and the rest of the poetical crew, Sam!
Catch me later, alligator, I think I'm out of here!
That dratted duvet is serenading me...Sing...
Sing...Singing...Come away from the computer,
let me wrap you in downy scented comfort...
While dreams blanket your misery
with what is yet to come and be...
Question: Do your blankets
sing to you like that?

Truthfully, mine don't either...
It just sounded funny...
So, I thought I'd type it, honey...
A duvet that sings and a dog that springs
through window screens, who could ask for more
in any lifetime? I sleep not because, I'm depressed...
But, because it keeps me from lighting another dratted cigarette...LOL...

Well, I landed in this box, as I thought I'd wander the delta through your words...
But, then I started a poem most absurd...About the delta sifting through my head...
My sinuses hurt! I hate allergies! Have to write an acrostic about that subject...
But, for now I'm downing a benadryl and and over my face throwing a warm,
moist towel...Though I'd rather be hanging out in the yard, digging
in the dirt, with a trowel and planting flowers,
as gardening generally makes me smile...But, not
in a long while, at least two years or more...

LOL...I'm in the mood to poem...
But, my brain is in drain and thaw mode...
So, now I leave this abode knowing,
in my stead, others will poem on!

What a way to say, Hi, Sammy! Hope you're doing okay! LOL...
Shutting up and I'm history as I imagine the duvet calling to me...Sabrina.

[Sam]

Springtime Prayer


For flowers that bloom about our feet,
For tender grass, so fresh, so sweet,
For song of bird, and hum of bee,
For all things fair we hear or see,
Father in heaven, we thank Thee!

For blue of stream and blue of sky,
For pleasant shade of branches high,
For fragrant air and cooling breeze,
For beauty of the blooming trees,
Father in heaven, we thank Thee!


- Ralph Waldo Emerson

[Sam]

Cat Owner's Prayer


Because I'm only human,
It's sometimes hard to be
The wise, all-knowing creature
That my cat expects of me.

And so I pray for special help
To somehow understand
The subtle implications
Of each proud meowed command.

Oh, let me not forget that chairs
Were put on earth to shred;
And what I like to call a lap
Is actually a bed.

I know it's really lots to ask
But please, oh please, take pity;
And though I'm only human,
Make me worthy of my kitty!


- Author Unknown

[Sam]

My Sweetest Memories


I see you in my mind
just a beautiful vision
in shades of lavender.
The smell of honeysuckle
fills the evening air;
lightening bugs fly by and
the sky is filled with stars
so bright that I can see
everything around me glowing.
Far off, I hear the coming train
and I remember where I am,
I am home again...
In sweet surrender I remain
perfectly still hoping to
retain the memory for
just a few more moments..
As my eyes already fill with tears
I already know
in that brief moment of realization
I awakened, reluctantly,
only to put the memory back
to its secret place...
I now await it's return, longingly.
And I am always hoping
that this next time I forget
where I am long enough
to see your face
and feel again
your warm embrace.
In my heart,
I will always hold on tight...
To my home...and you...
my sweetest memories.

Sam

In dedication to my mom and dad.

[Sam]

It's a rainy afternoon in Kansas,
April turning softly into May.
Everything is blooming here
and new life is abundant.

Cool nights are running out
for this year, it seems.
All the windows are opening
as winter turns now to spring.

Storms keep forming
all around us now
and the people run and flee.
Yet, I am not afraid.

I rely on nature's perfect way
to warn me
when it's time to go
or if it's safe to stay.


Sam

[Sam]

I want to go back home
where I truly belong!
And, move into an old
rusted out Winnebago,
back in the north 40
behind my cousin's place!
I want to pick wild berries
and make some homemade wine!
I want to get up before dawn
and go fishing all day long!
Cook up a mess of them for dinner,
deep fried, hushpuppies, too!
I want to fill the good earth
squishing again between my toes.
Breath the fresh air and scents
that only come from back home.
I need to go home soon, that is
truly where my heart yearns to be.
I've been fighting a losing battle
living here in this big old city
filled with concrete and strangers
that seem so tortured and alone....
Maybe they too just need to go home.

I'll be home soon!

Sam

[Sam]

This time of year
makes me yearn for home.
The grass is so green
and the trees are filled
with fresh blooms.
The fresh smells come out
of the budding flowers
and invade the senses
with the very promise
of forthcoming beauty.
The people abandon their homes
and shed their winter clothing
as they pick up their plants
and their seeds for the spring gardens.
They are happy and smiling
and fresh from the sunshine
that shows in the joy on their face
as they tenderly work the grounds.
All through the countryside
baby animals are tip-toeing around
smelling the earth,
glad of their birth
just experiencing life
for the very first time.
Even with my eyes closed
I see it so clearly,
the memories so dear to me,
the humble place
called home.

Sam

[anirbas]

A nature lover's delight catch up reading in this thread, Sams!
I know you've got more, so just bring 'em on, dahlin'!
Terrific Tuesday, Sammy! I think this is my nightie night post...
Eyes feel gritty and heavy...So, sweet dreams and don't let
the bedbugs bite...I shan't...But, I might get kicked around,
as Mini-Me bit the heck out of her tongue earlier and it so tramatized
her, she begged to sleep in my bed...Jeepers...She better not ever get preggers...
If she thinks that pain in her tongue is bad...She hasn't seen anything, yet...
Poor baby did bite the dratted heck out of herself, though...I would have cried, too...Nir.

[Sam]

Pure joy shows,
and is so evident
on my sweet
grandbaby's face.
His first real Easter
he's old enough
to remember,
and he is in his glory,
running all over the place.
Not the Easter bunny,
but a real live bunny
brought this sheer joy
into his shining eyes!
Soft, fuzzy, tickling whiskers
make my grandson laugh
and he is truly in love
with nature
for the first time
in his two year old life.

Sam

[dawness]

always evolving, sam!! lovely gems like you!

[Sam]

Thank you so much, my fair lady!!! ((SMOOCH))

TGIF!!!


Sam

[Sam]

The Rain Came Down

They talked of sunshine
and soft winds blowing,
spring was almost in view.
The trees bloomed out,
the flowers shot up..
and everyone was smiling...

then the rain came down...

She walked around her garden,
smiled her secret smile,
and all the time she talked
to the beautiful sunshine
the birds were chirping,
such a nice warm breeze...

'til the rain came down...

Why did the weather turn so cold
and burn the tender leaves?
Sometimes we just have to let it go.
Mother Nature makes the call.
Some things live,
some things just have to fall.

Tonight we wait for snow.
I went outside to look.
And although I know
it was not my call,
I am still sad for all She took.

when the rain came down...

Sam

My mother
Born April 14th
Happy Birthday Mom

[anirbas]

Yet another, naturally beautiful poem, Sammy! Got more? Sabrina.

[drakkoby]

these are lovely, Sam... wish I'd written them!

[Sam]

Beautiful colors surround me and
I spin in circles to absorb them.
Enchantment overtakes me and
I humbly bow my head in reverence.
Knowing I am not worthy, yet,
grateful for the beautiful moment
I have been given.
Moments are to be cherished!
Put away safely to memory,
held with high regard,
and pulled out as needed
to remind ourselves that
once upon a time.....
we held a vision, we saw
the colors of the rainbow,
we danced to the rhythm of
the rain, dined on love,
and slept to the humming
of Mother Nature.


Sam

[Sam]

The heat of summer is upon us.
The flowers and plants
reach for the shade
on all sides,
still growing and blooming.
Not far off I already see
the fall coming
and already the end of summer
begins to sadden me.
The fruit ripens
rapidly on the trees
and the squirrels and rabbits
feast daily.
Soon, the winds will change
and the trees
will lay bare again.
Freezing snow,
and cold winds blowing
will be the only visual
left for us to see.
Tightly, bundled up faces
will be running around
trying to get warm again
wishing for these long, lazy
days of summer to return.

Sam

[anirbas]

I can smell, see and almost taste summer in reading these pieces, SAm! Thanks for sharing, lady! Got more?? Nir.