Showing posts with label waterways. Show all posts
Showing posts with label waterways. Show all posts

Sunday, August 4, 2013

Release this softly*



Release this softly*

I feel that the burdens are coming into my heart
Gone is the love that I knew from the start
Please do not bring me down that road
For this burden I cannot carry this heavy load

I take a walk and see that I wander
Maybe I will work this out as I ponder
I find a place that I can feel wanted and love
And ask for guidance from up above

Gentleness I can see with inviting touch
And that open feeling that I can love so much
Maybe my prayer has been answered today
And sit to drain all my problems from the dock of the bay

Dom*Colucci 2013

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Fish was making waves*

Fish was making waves*


I sit at the banks on this cloudy afternoon
Look out at the water, feel the clearing soon
I see the chop in the lake as this moves away
Each one on top of the other but does not really stay
Ah a pop up, it is a big old bass fish
It wanted to see the other reality, this was its wish


Dom*Colucci 2010

Sunday, May 23, 2010

Mother Goose and her nursery rhyme*

Mother Goose in her nursery rhyme*

Mother Goose is back at the pond
She has her fledglings with magic wand
She looks over and checks her brood
She makes sure she is Aware and also shrewd
She has them follow her in the water
Look she has two sons and one daughter

Dom*Colucci 2010

Friday, May 14, 2010

How shallow is deep?*


How deep is shallow? *

I sit at the wall near the calm river
Contemplate, something makes me quiver
I look well in the skies and see them go by
They settle in the deep water and how lucid they fly
But I look again and see they are not so deep after all
They swim in the shallows as their depth is so small

Dom *Colucci 2010 

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Water has its own way*

Water has its own way*

The waterways are connected, rivers they swell
Being with this closeness, it always works out well
So much water to cover, some more open land
If it did that, there is no more room for trees to stand
So dikes and dams and diverters are built strong
This water can exhaust all its force as this is no wrong

Dom*Colucci 2010

Wind, a forced entry*

 Wind, a forced entry* A wind blowing day, is outside my door Whipping all around but don't know what for Maybe it is to show its streng...