Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Nature's Poet

Once I sat for hours,
Just to watch the flowers grow.
I was at one with nature.
But then I did not know.
Once I lost myself,
In admiring the trees.
Which whispered ancient stories,
While rustling their leaves.

Once I was at peace,
Just lying in the grass.
But growing in experience,
My innocence would pass.
I can't recall those moments,
No matter how I try.
When I felt the joy in life,
Laughing at the sky.


Dan said...

Just beautiful.

P.S. Ommmm. :)

MONA said...

wow!..that is almost like meditation.

You remind me of Blake. [Songs of innocence & experience] & his deep symbolism.

You write beautifully!!


Travis said...

This is a little bittersweet I think. I really enjoy your imagery.

G-Man said...

Cathy, I hope you feel better soon.....

Sugar Smacks said...

I agree about the bittersweet part. Is it temporary? Cathy, please find the simple joys again.

But then again, you have to be all sad and tortured to make a deep poem, don't you?

Ah, poets, I pity y'all!

Michael said...


Loving that I can brag about my wonderful and very talented sister :)

cathy said...

Dan, do you THINK so?

mona,wow a girl could get conceited being compared to Blake. thank you.

travis,....therefore I am.

g-man, life is a lasagna!

sugar smacks, misery is my muse. LOL who said PMS was pointless?

michael,It runs in the family. LOL.

Miss Understood said...

That was beautiful. Reminded me of my own life, a few years back now, where everything seemed so easy.

Take Care x

Sometimes Saintly Nick said...

I remember...almost.

Thank you for reviving the memory.

Blancodeviosa said...

pure poetry my dear.. well done

Queenie said...

Beautiful, you have the gift of sharing....

Gardener Greg said...

Wow I am impressed. I tried writing poetry but I really have to be inspired. You are a great writer. I love it,


EBEZP said...

That's lovely cathy. Such images!

Tina said...

Cathy this is such a beautiful poem.You are truly gifted!

cathy said...

miss understood, It's an illusion of 20/20 hindsight.

ss nick,try harder.

blancodeviosa,thankyou kind lady.

queenie,not chocolate.

gardener greg, are you saying that my poetry is uninspired? :)

ebezr, some of your pics are pretty poetic.

Tina, I can see you missed me this morning:)

Queenie said...

Anything, but the chocolate!!!

cathy said...


Serena Joy said...

Beautiful, Cathy. I think it takes a dash of bittersweet angst and a pinch of PMS to write truly eloquent poetry.

G-Man said...

Cathy...Pizza Boy Here!!
I finished my 55 and posted...Hahaha!

puerileuwaite said...

I have my own verse to shamelessly tack onto the end. I hope you don't mind.

Once I picked some mushrooms,
'neath matter most organic.
I partook of some and laid to rest,
but then began to panic.
Where did I leave my clothing,
skinny dipping in that pond?
And who was that now leering,
over there behind that frond?


Anonymous said...

I used to experience extreme highs and lows. Somehow I realized happiness was in the middle.
I also realized(for myself)as we grow what was once our high can be our new low and this cycle continues as we grow.
Love these writings and the pictures with them.:)

Groovy Lady said...

That was lovely Cathy. :)

ann said...


Gardener Greg said...

On the contrary Cathy. After reading your works, I want to start writing again but I have to be in the mood and sometimes that mood hits me at the wrong time. I love your works.

dana barnett said...

Hey there sweetCathy,Your poetry caught my heart and soul...even a watering in my eyes...You are good...very good...I miss typing with you girl...I am ok...Your beautiful post made me well...I have met a sweet new man... we had one date last weekend/dinner and a movie...we are to have another this weekend to see the spiderman 3 movie with another couple...Wish me luck...I will need a few prars this way...I hope you are doing good...How is it today in Athens..??

Truly Dana... ;0)