This is a poem about the people that we meet everyday who just pass us by with a nod or a smile, as if we have never met before. Hoping to pass us by quickly without having to say a word or become friends. Just passing us by day after day.
When we look into the face of a new born baby we can see the miraculous hand of God at work ...then , who can say ' There is no God ' ? ....
Rosamond Purcell is such an artist, a photographer for many years, creating stunning collage art, as well as her amazing re-creation of thewunderkammer, which 17th Century naturalist Olaus Worm had originally created
i wrote this poem do to the wonders in my life and about my kids and wife
The wonder and exhilaration in viewing dawn break in the morning!
This staggeringly complex building, if you will, has untold miles of wiring and plumbing that, at first glance look confusing, but in reality are intricately woven together
Adrain gray with his upulsive work he is making stones standing on rocks with gravity work.
Oh, the greatest moment in your life, remembered forever! A moment of rapture and pure bliss!
Within this show-place, untold millions of tiny LED bulbs give an impression of passing under an endless sea of glowing flowers, illuminated blooms that reach floor to ceiling.
A prize beyond price, reached for by all, but to be caught by only one!
the issues of life are stories only a poet can vividly tell. this literary work could blow your mind into a new sensational, thought provoking duel against time's injustice.
Of the poetry prompt Tulips Are on Write/Market/Design. About remembering love even in symbols of love.
Writing Prompt from Robert Brewer's blog Magical poem. Dedicated to my husband Troy.
A poem about my garden wishing well, how it brings luck to others but not me.
Love is all things beautiful, wondrous, and exotic.
A prize-winning piece of prose about experiencing first-hand the wonders of the hidden word of the nocturnal animal that we all love so much, the amazing Badger.
These are a couple of verses from one of my poetic hours, about the glory of nature and the natural world of my dreams.
A short poem about dreaming and the wishes of getting to know their meaning because there must be a reason for them - maybe a message ?
How wonderful to relax in a busy place and enjoy the wonder and splendor that is around
i made this poem because i have observed that most people prefer to play games rather than read books. (well, i balance the two 50/50 ^_^)
Everybody has had there heart broken at least once or twice in their life. So when you find somebody else after the heart you always wonder are they going to break your heart like the last person did an it always itch at you. So I made a poem for that too.
One Horned Rhinoceros!!! Have you seen it? I have! Assam is the only place in the world where one can find Rhinoceros...
You stuggle each day, there is no other way. You worry and cry, you may never know why. Why do you care, when you have to be brave. What happens will happen, until you are in your grave. You wonder and think, how will this all work? Am I doing this right? Will it be a mistake? ...
This is a short poem introducing the new breakthrough Health Product MYO-T12 which has been developed by Atlas Therapeutics (ticker ATTH).
The degree of joy and excitement is immeasurable when we discover our real love. The character in the poem is overjoyed to find a beautiful angel in his life who he regards as the eight wonder of the world in his romantic perception.