You are the sound of
the winter wind rustling
through the trees.
You are the impossibility of
the snow white clouds
Covering the white fields o’plenty.
You are the communication
Between two Snow White owls
in the midnight sky telling their
Secrets.
You are the Intelligence
Of the colourful stars flying
By as the snow melts over
The horizon.
You are the friendship
Between two people
On Christmas night,
Sharing a cup of hot cocoa.
Jungle
You are the misty haze with in the depths of the jungle.
You are the cruel tigers letting out their venomous roar.
You are the dusk beige Amazon River with all the hidden alligators.
You are the swinging monkeys running away from lumber jacks.
You are the snakes slithering up the trees trying to reach prey.
You are the parrots peeping, interrupting your good night’s rest…
You are the waterfall cascading down the mountains catching piranhas on your way.
You are the jaguars sprinting to grab food.
You are the digging hole of the armadillo crawling along the jungle grounds.
You are the elegance of spring
silently manifesting in the night,
bluebells and daffodils waiting for your wake.
You are the delight of summer
as the sun arises, smiling with blushing cheeks
and brushing her blazing, slender fingers against my door.
You are the adventure of Autumn,
Grasping falling leaves
muddier than hogs.
You are the beauty of my first winter
crisp, cold kisses planted on my cheek
with oversized Ugg boots clasped around my feet.
You are the memory of 2023.
Each season is different
but each year is stupendous .
Cornwall
Are you the golden sun slowly falling onto a watery field of bluebells?
Are you the clear night sky crammed with floating gems?
Are you the salty taste of lapping waves flowing onto the glittering beach?
Are you the lumpy landscapes coated in basil-tinged grass on a scorching summers day?
Are you a cheeky seagull sneaking a freshly baked pasty into his greedy beak?
Are you the dazzling sun shining brightly through the trees?
Are you the towering tin mines covering the grassy hills with hazel stones?
Are you St Piran floating across the ocean on a granite millstone?
You are the charming Cornwall filled with cheerful people.
You are the door between life and death
You are a willow tree bending its way to the ending
You are a broken mirror, losing its reflection
You are a door closing on light
You are a dream making its way to a nasty nightmare
You are a sly fox moving to the shadows
You are a girl waking up from a bad dream
You are the old cold
Tin mines that peak the distant landscape,
You are the bitter-sweet song of the birds
As they dance in the orange glow of sunset,
The soft call of the waves as they play with the seaweed,
You are the calm scent of salt as you approach
the beach under a pale blue sky,
Like the sight of a pile of crisp autumn leaves
As clear as the morning call of the cockerel.
You are the rare chance of snow fall
The child’s excited gaze as the flakes
Drift gracefully and start to settle!
You are my home.
You are an earthquake that runs through my soul,
Penetrating my thoughts
You are the fury burning in my limbs,
Aching to be put out
You are the sadness pouring from my eyes,
Like a waterfall too big for its lake
You are a great white shark leaping from the sea,
Trying to free itself from tangled fishing wire
You are the crystal in a cave,
Glistening and shining with jealousy
You are a vial of Botulinum toxin,
Trying to slaughter me in your dreams
You are the silent shout in my ear,
Reminding me how reliable you were,
And then you left
you were my friend,
my only friend I loved
Hawaii
You are a dismal palm leaf,
You would roam through the hot air in Hawaii.
You are a flamingo,
Like a blushy pink peach.
You are a ripe watermelon,
Alarmed from getting eaten.
You are a Palm tree,
You would sway in the calming breeze.
You are a beach,
The sounds of laughter would fill up the silence.
My horse poem
You are a magnificent beast always trotting by my side.
You are a horse with fur glistening in the sun its always so beautiful.
You are a horse with a fluffy headcollar handmade with fur.
You are a bay shimmering with beauty doing wonderful dressage.
You are something that I love to ride and dress up in style.
You are something I have spent all my money on.
You are a horse
Love
You are a kind heart, ready to fill peoples minds with curious joy and happiness,
You are a pair of arms, waiting for someone to come along and give you a cuddly warm hug,
You are the day of the year, were love is the focus and gifts are given all around, smiles are shared nicely proud!
You are the sound of Christmas cheer, that everyone can hear, waiting for someone to sit right under your mistletoe,
You are the sweet smell of chocolate, waiting to be munched as a little girl eats you for your lunch.
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