The ghost in the wishing well*

The ghost in the wishing well*

Whispering in the wind, it is you that I heard

Silently speaking, gentle is your words

Enticing to join with you, as you wish for me to do

For being all alone, must be hard for you

Longing for me you call, traipsing through the woods

Knowing that when we meet, our words will be good

Coming closer to your abode and then I stop

My knock on  your door is in a water drop

One drop is all it takes to call for you and it fell

You arise now and I see you, the ghost in the wishing well

Dom* Colucci 2014

Little Red Riding Hood*

Little Red Riding Hood*

A daughter's love came to send something to her mother

Sending her younger one into he woods but not further

She packed a basket of goodies to help her from being ill

Goodness was always her trademark and in her Soul*s will

She bundled up the younger one to move onward ahead

This younger one wore a cape with a hood over her head

The color that she wore was vibrant to stand out

Bright red was the fashion for it to be seen without a doubt

A wolf over heard her with her mother where she was going

So the wolf went to grandma's house in what it was knowing

To move grandma out of the picture and for it instead to meet

And to know a scrumptious dinner was in its eye's to eat

Off she scurried the younger traipsed away

Into the woods she left so early in the day

Along her journey she seen deer, bears and even a field mouse

Ahhhh!!!! what is in sight now is grandma's house

She knocked on the door and a gravely voice said "who's there?"

"Why it is me grandma, Little Red Riding Hood. I am here"

"Oh my, my dear please come in and see me"

The door opened wide so pleasant and free

Little Red Riding Hood seen grandma in bed not looking to good

So she started to ask a few things as she knew she would

First was, "oh grandma you have a big nose"

The wolf answered "to smell you I suppose"

The next she said "oh grandma you have big eyes"

The wolf said "the better to see you with, such a lovely surprise"

She moved on down it's face and seen that it had big teeth

The WOLF jumped out of bed and here is what it said 

"Here I come out of this bed for it is you that I eat"

A chase pursued and they both scurried around

But where was grandma there was not even a sound

The wolf had tied her up in the back room

But she managed to get free and come to the aid real soon

She took a loaded shotgun and busted on in

She seen this dangerous situation and was about to begin

The shotgun was loaded and a shot went off

The wolf was stunned and went aloft

Though the wolf was not injured and went out the door

It now knew this meant business and was not to come back no more

So Little Red Riding Hood felt safe in grandma's arms

They both gave big hugs by the fireplace so warm

So the end of the story that I wrote to tell

Everything in the end works out real well

In your darkest hours do not freeze or fret

Something is on its way as you ain't seen nothing yet

Dom*Colucci 2014

Story of my life*

Story of my life*

Walking away from stress and taking my time

Setting is the woods, this backdrop feels fine

I come across a nice spot that suits to be me

Lay upon some tall grasses, a moment to be free

Now to treasure this imagination and take a look

Opening the first chapter of my life, the story in my book

Dom*Colucci 2013

The forest has Snow White*

The forest has Snow White*

"Mirror, mirror on the wall

Who is the fairest one of all"

Said the evil witch to reflect

Her vanity was to be very direct

She did this in the morning for the day to begin

As the same answer came by again and again

Until one day something took a turn

An answer came and her ego got burned

For there was another woman with vanity so fair

It seems this woman had a heart that cared

And she was so sweet and beauty was bar none

She lived in the forest, yes she was the one

The witch found out that her name is Snow White

And she would go to her to do wrong and not right

So her scheme was to make a poison apple to eat

With a knock on the door for both to meet

And then walk away and leave her alone

To become very sick and to expire at home

So Snow White took the apple in sight

Put it towards her mouth and took a bite

A bit later in the evening she felt very sick

The evil witch's plan surely did the trick

So she fell on the floor and it seem she was dead

But it seemed something different was happening instead

She lived with seven dwarfs that took care of her in the days

She tidied their house while they went to work on their way

They came home and seen in the light

Snow White was on the floor, what a terrible sight

They gathered around her and felt so blue

They really had no idea what to do

They believe she was dead and built a coffin made of glass

And put in the forest with this as time did pass

As a prince was riding by on a handsome stead

He seen something in a distance, curiosity to his need

So he found this woman under glass, he thought she died

Amazing how he seen her, as she was in the open and not to hide

He took the glass off and bent down to give her a kiss

How in the world could he hold back, her beauty hard to resist

She then opened her eyes and seen a wonderful man

But did not know who he was for he was the prince of that land

He took her on his horse and away they left out of sight

He made her his princess, this ends the story of Snow White

Dom*Colucci 2012

Which woods would witch?*

Which woods would witch?*


She is a demon lives in the woods
Shrouded heart no one sees through her hood
Temptress desire with her beautiful eyes
Beware she will turn once and make you cry
She knows when to hit her victim as she makes the switch
She has already poisoned you, she is one heartless witch


Dom*Colucci 2012

Being natural*

Being natural*


The forest is alive, pine trees wafting scent in the air
The birds go flying in the breeze without care
Such a delight to walk in this scene with Love
Nature all around felt by the presence of God up above
There is so much going on populated to grow
The beauty of all this creation in my eyes that I know


Dom*Colucci 2011

Deep within a beautiful heart awaits*

Deep within a beautiful heart awaits*


Deep in the woods, a heart of happiness sings
I hear it calling strongly and joy it does bring
As I am pointed in a heart filled direction
To feel both hearts in this Loving connection
I Now see this beautiful heart, it is my sight
That heart is you Love and this moment is so right


Dom*Colucci 2011

Music of Love in the wilderness*

Music of Love in the wilderness*


The woods play the music, the minstrel arrives
All in the enchanted forest, does come alive
The Spirit is felt and it is Love so True
Vibratory tones in heart, with Love for you
The tone is set and we match up in rhythm here
Our Love is our music, for we combine crystal clear


Dom*Colucci 2011

Mother Nature showed me her Love*

Mother Nature showed me her Love*


A brisk wind from the cool shade
The trees in the forest, this was made
I search within here, not to be without
A Love I feel without a doubt
My heart leads to this Love that I feel
She is in the center here, my heart she steals


Dom*Colucci 2011

Music to my heart*

Music to my heart*

I am the strumming minstrel of the forest

I see the sun leaving, it goes to the west

Playing my music from my heart

I play it for you love, hear it from the start

It is a melody to enhance the beauty of you

And to give grace to your heart that is all so true

Dom*Colucci 2011

The route that branches off itself*

The route that branches off itself*

A tree stands upright in the middle of the woods

Its roots keeping hold as they knew they should

Pushing down deeper in the darkened earth

Spreading its branches with growth from its birth

Now fully canopied and shaded so well

The fruits this tree has are all ripened and swelled

Dom*Colucci 2010

No hurry ever for a tree*

No hurry ever for a tree*

The wall in front of the forest is trees

With its thicket there no one sees

The light usually finds its way through

Penetrating through deeply as it will do

Now we wait to embark on what is ahead

We rest until the clearing is made instead

Dom*Colucci 2010

Creation of what is Now*

Creation of what is Now*

The mighty strong ocean has waves that are influenced by the vacuum of outer space and the moons gravity towards this as well. The waves crash violently against the shore with its rippled thought patterned to create the breeze which is the wind. From this wind birds are created to fly as Now a being is sculptured in that right dynamic to do so and so it becomes. From that the bird that has been created seeks the blueness in the skies as to see where its water in the ocean stems from.

The wind carries this breeze off the water of the ocean to create the clouds. Now that the clouds are formed the light of the Sun has boasted itself to give guidance to all that is happening in the quantum realm of existence. This starts the process all over again as new creations come forth with this as Now the birds seek food and shelter inland and the insects are formed as some of them mimicked the birds to give challenged for the winged zephyrs. So this creates the land that the insects roam upon as from this all new seedlings are picked up and dropped on this land to give the appearance of finely carpeted scenery and landscaped forests.

Now the reality of it all moves forward to rivers that have emptied and relieved the ocean of its huge excess of water as it all reverts back to itself in doing this. The ocean hides its treasure as what is happening down below is the same happening up above. Sea creatures and fish are creating more of the subjective reality they wish to be in as to find Now the synchronicity of all-that-is in the Universe that expounded and has unbounded unconditional Love to all its inhabitants that live on its sphere. As this story which to me is Brahman started it, winds up right back where it started from. Here in its own reality henceforth.

Enjoy as I hope you have liked what wrote as well as you read this(+)

Dom*Colucci 2010

Cut away from life*

Cut away from life*

A tree sits in the woods all alone
It is a piece of lumber soon to be gone
While it is gentle with the happiness in the breeze
It knows its life was bountiful, it made it with ease
So in these last few moments before the axe takes it away
Remembering how it got started on that very special day

Dom*Colucci 2010

All is still and well rooted as well*

All is still and rooted as well*

The forest makes the whole of all trees
The trees love their home and they are free
They accept all species with bugs and birds
From all of them, they speak not a single word
But one might say they have some bark
You cannot hear this even in the dark

Dom*Colucci 2010

Spring out of winter*

Spring out of winter*

Snow and dirt covered road
Drive is slippery with a load
I get to my spot near the lake
Walk outside the car, every step I take
Go by the woods and walk the trail
I see the lake as it I am on its tail
It is covered with 6 inches of snow and ice
I say to myself in 3 months this will be nice

Dom*Colucci 2010

Songs that wood make you sing*

Songs that wood make you sing*

The forest has a song in it to sing
Many animals, bugs and variety of things
With buzzing, chirping and hooting about
Amazing that all this noise contains in, not out
It is synchronistic and sounds freely this is true
Music to your ears as this is what creatures do

Dom*Colucci 2010

The waiter is served*

The waiter is served*

The tree branch hides a treat
It sits there clinging by its feet
It has vibrations in smell
A host comes as it sensed and fell
It does a walk on its back and sticks
This little bug Now has his meal, he is a tick

Dom*Colucci 2010

A great night in a cabin*

A great night in a cabin*

Cabin in the forest it is in plain sight
For refuge as we seek during the night
We enter and see where we could sleep
Put up our blankets with shut eye we keep
With a fireplace burning the warmth is here
We all feel comfort and closely we are near

Dom*Colucci 2010

Windy in the winter with light*

Windy in the winter with light*

The forest echoes the sounds of the wind rattling the leaves
The wind has no substance but is a force, it believes
The howling of it when it picks up in this force and might
It is like a witch that has casted a spell on the forest one gloomy night
The squirrels, birds, hawks and owls they all quiver
Especially when this howling is done in winter to make one shiver
But the moon with its glow that also gives its warmth too
With no clouds in the skies gives a beacon of light that shines through

Dom*Colucci 2009