Foggy Morning
Awakened before dawn
The sun’s light
Not yet shining through
As the fog rolls in
Gently caressing the lake
All is quiet
As nature slowly rises
Warmth of the sun’s rays
Start to shine through
And the foggy morning
Is soon just a memory
As the new day begins
Writer’s song
Let all your thoughts free your mind
With inspirations that make you kind
So take a pen and let it flow
To find yourself and all you know
What greater love can there be
Then a love that is given free
So live among the various creatures
And study all their curious features
Then write to me what you see
And our love will always be free
The West
Windswept roads wickedly winding round the mountain
And glorious green grass is sun kissed from dew drops
Meandering meadows freckled by brilliantly blooming buds
With crystal clear creeks carefully cradled by canyons
Wintertime winds wildly whipping through us
While slippery snowflakes sprinkle summertime air
Rugged rock formations rekindle the rogue spirit
As animals abound aplenty all around the atmosphere
3 new poems by staci-lee sherwood
Bio: Lifelong preservationist, environmentalist and animal advocate. Published writer, blogger and poet. I write poetry for fun and investigative articles to educate and motivate people into action. My travels and passion to make the world a better place inspires my writing. I’m an avid photographer and hiker who calls the east coast home with my rescue kitties.
You can follow or contact me from my blog https://www.realitycheckswithstacilee.com/ or twitter https://twitter.com/RStacilee
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