Archive for Life

My Fast

Posted in Blogroll, Creativity, Life, Love, Poetry, Seasons, Uncategorized with tags , on March 21, 2008 by Outdoors2


If I was coming off fast
and my love of it, was pure
The best of the best
would be…
what I wanted for sure

Each of us has our own
So to recommend isn’t fair
just get what you’ve been missing
I just know that you’ll care

The test of time will have taken
it’s toll on your tongue
If only you knew
of what my fasting is from

Mine wasn’t Chocolate or Honey
tho sweet it is true
My restrictions were of
the wonderful tasting of …You

~Me

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All Four

Posted in Blogroll, Creativity, Life, Nature, Poetry, Seasons, Spirit, Uncategorized with tags , , on March 15, 2008 by Outdoors2

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When new life emerges
and blossoms abound
the crisp leaves the air
with warmth of the ground
Come birds and the worms
the gnats and the bees
long summers drag on…
then the  falling of leaves
Cold… wind driven storms
with icicle’s and chill
four seasons all pass
as our world is not still

© ~RRS, ~Outdoors2

Artwork by…Kuryosity

Trove

Posted in Blogroll, Creativity, Life, Love, Poetry, Spirit, Uncategorized with tags , , , on March 3, 2008 by Outdoors2
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Treasures saved
and stored for time
dimmed tho dark
still buffed to prime
allow all locks
to be undone
with each key
two hearts as one
Upon opening
of ones chest
Shining jewels
shall show their best

©~RRS, Outdoors2 3/08

a Tree and a River

Posted in Blogroll, Friends, Life, Nature, Poetry, Uncategorized with tags , , , , on February 29, 2008 by Outdoors2

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a Tree and a River
Role reversals as they grow

The need for each other is always there, Always supporting the other whether the water is brushing the roots or not. The River gives life to the Tree with it’s nourishment and the Trees’ root strength confine the River to its banks. When the River swells the Tree may topple, But certainly clinging to the banks with the tiniest threads for self preservation, knowing if it is plucked from the earth and cast off it is nevermore. The Tree stays close enough to the source of nourishment so it can still survive with minuscule effort and care from the River. Still the Tree holds on, not to succumb to the torrential waters as they erode away the slopes. Then through time, refreshment and reflection, the Tree starts to rebuild, renew with a rebirth. Not as it was. But stronger now that it’s previous branches take hold the silt and burrow to grasp deeper. Still fully aware this very well could be it’s last chance, For another storm of greater intensity would surely carry it to the tangled jam below. With nothing but confusion among its mass. Slowly the Tree will grow strong again with the fulfillment of its need from the River. As the River stays within it’s course and strays not from its channel with the myriad of the Trees new growth, expansion and strength.Till the damn Logger comes and shreds all hope

~RRS, ~Outdoors2 2/08

Winter doldrums

Posted in Blogroll, Creativity, Friends, Life, Nature, Uncategorized with tags , on February 24, 2008 by Outdoors2
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It was there on the carousel when it was ready to start
but the switchman had to leave and she jumped out of sight
I sat on my pony and waited till dark
I was all by my self only one in the park

She never came back and I thank as I sat
Wondering where I could find the golden ring at
It hadn’t come round for a day and a half
as I sat on my pony still trying to laugh

I sit and I wait for the gears to engage
its that ring on the hook I so wanted to hold
But the park has been closed now for a month and a day
So i just sit where I sat waiting for someone to play

~RRS, Outdoors2 2/08

The Journey

Posted in Blogroll, Life, Poetry, Uncategorized with tags , on February 21, 2008 by Outdoors2

One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice–
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
“Mend my life!”
each voice cried.
But you didn’t stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do–
determined to save
the only life you could save.
–Mary Oliver–

Over You

Posted in Art, Blogroll, Life, photography with tags , , , on February 17, 2008 by Outdoors2
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2 Years

17-Feb-’09

Art by… Brian Duey

Six Word Story

Posted in Blogroll, Creativity, Friends, Life, photography, Poetry, Uncategorized with tags , , on February 15, 2008 by Outdoors2
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With out You
We are Not
~Outdoors2

Astral Court

Posted in Blogroll, Life, Nature, Poetry, Seasons, Uncategorized with tags , , on February 12, 2008 by Outdoors2
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Moons beams dance and bound
around a sky as dark as ink
and Venus watches in dismay
the fool in her new mans ways
Mars turns red with bitterness
as his love casts her glow astray
Saturn turns and rolls away
for fear of rings bent matter
Uranus bows and cracks a smile
to all the ones who care
Earth becomes the friend as is
they all know his pull is there
but, Jupiter jumps across the lines
as his size is one to flatter
Neptune rinses off his brow
to see the show in view
Mercury hurries to meet with Pluto
before he goes astray
the Stars are twinkles of alls eyes
alluring and shine they may
the Sun! well she stays hidden
as not to ruin this knights Day
~RRS, Outdoors2, 2/08
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Not, Just a Field

Posted in Blogroll, Friends, Hiking, Life, Nature, photography, Poetry, Seasons, Uncategorized with tags , on February 4, 2008 by Outdoors2


Not, Just a Field


Just a field that most will see
so much more than grass for free
Just some blades they may view
gentle sways of graceful you
Just stalks grown withered and dry
ag-ed strength longs sprig and spry
Just some fodder filling space
curves of smiles, wave ‘cross your place
Just laying matted without care
the tangled look that draws me here
Just stored seed cased in it’s shell
this field of dreams will cast it’s spell
It’s Just a field that most will see
It’s Just much more than that to Me

It’s Just a field that most will see

~RRS, Outdoors2 2/08
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Sisters

Posted in Art, Blogroll, Life, Poetry, Uncategorized with tags , , , on February 2, 2008 by Outdoors2


My tears of joy your smiles bring

always as we meet

Our love is all eternity
tho’ cloaked and ever sweet

Forever knowing you are near
so even if not there

As sisters share a way to tell
For you,
I’ll always care

~Dad

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Artwork..Pierre-Auguste-Renoir

Bowl full of roses

Posted in Blogroll, Friends, Life, Nature, photography, Poetry with tags , , , , on January 15, 2008 by Outdoors2
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A Bowl full of Roses

Pink brings gentle meaning
to Lavender’s ‘magination
Yellow is the base for
Orange’s inflamation
White’s the One, it’s Pure
But Red is…
Love for Sure

© ~RRS, ~Outdoors2
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Fretless

Posted in Blogroll, Creativity, Friends, Life, Music, photography, Poetry, Uncategorized with tags , , on January 11, 2008 by Outdoors2


My Strings will Sing

a forever whine
untill we meet
in forever time

© ~RRS

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No-vember

Posted in Blogroll, Life, Nature, Poetry, Seasons, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , on November 12, 2007 by Outdoors2
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No shade, no shine, no butterflies,
no bees
No fruit, no flowers, no leaves,
no birds! — No-vember!

-Thomas Hood (1799-1845)

Intervention

Posted in Art, Blogroll, Life, photography, Poetry with tags , , , , on November 4, 2007 by Outdoors2

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Temptation’s frustration for the forbidden fruit
You hand it to me and my thoughts go aloof
Divine intervention needs shout out it’s say
My conscience is elsewhere on this ‘given’ day

Thanks Rose for this Teasing Treat ;)

©~RRS, ~Outdoors2

Thoughts for you

Posted in Blogroll, Life, Poetry, Seasons with tags , , , on November 1, 2007 by Outdoors2

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Just a note to say hello
so long since we’ve met
just a smile and a thought
Thinking of you…… yet

Hope to find you in the breeze
and floating with your will
Happy as the days go by
Thinking of you…… still

Wishing all the best for you
your wonder as you hear
all there is around you now
Thinking of you……near

Listening for your voice
how your words might sound
eyes and ears are open now
Thinking of you……found

© ~RRS ~Outdoors2

This Is Halloween, Marilyn Manson

Posted in Art, Blogroll, Friends, Life, Seasons, Video's with tags , , , , , on October 31, 2007 by Outdoors2

Best Friend

Posted in Blogroll, Friends, Hunting, Life, Nature, photography, Poetry, Sports, Uncategorized with tags , , , , on October 26, 2007 by Outdoors2
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I lost my ‘Friend’ when I was away in the service,
“Blue” was his name
We were both in love with the outdoors
Always together romping afield
searching for birds, Each, we adored….

He was a mutt of grandest of champs
no one would give litter a look
my uncle gave in and brought home his sis
Smokie they named her
as black and white mixed on her coat

My Dad took her in as we sat by the fire
Said she’s of pure in the heart
I remember the thought
as my dream of one’s sought
My pal would soon be coming my way

Dad took uncle Jeff to the breeder of sorts
Got there as quick as he could
Only one male for this little tale
and Dad wanted nothing of pups

With such a relief and smile on his face
Daddy came back with my pal
We grew as a pair as he was always there
my buddy my friend and “My Champ”

We hunted all over for pheasant and fowl
thru briars and brush without fail
my buds would call him a pain, cause he
would knock over drinks with his tail

He would bolt for the smell
of which I’ll not tell
and come back
when he was tired and through

But faithful was he, to be by my side
Big “Blue” was his name and
there’ll never be same (sigh)
and when he did pass….forever I’ll cry

©~RRS ~ Outdoors2

Thanks, Luci

Image by… Antti Saraja

Willie…I Never cared for You..

Posted in Blogroll, Life with tags , , on October 26, 2007 by Outdoors2

 

 

My song to You….Jack (alcohol)

Sunshine

Posted in Blogroll, Life, Nature, Poetry with tags , , on October 24, 2007 by Outdoors2


Sunshine…

 

Morning rises, on your face
beauty shines, with ambered grace
glowing radiance , lighting my way
new dawns brilliance, opens our day

 

Thanks for your inspiration….♥

 

©~RRS , ~Outdoors2

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Daffodils and Sunshine

Forgotten Song

Posted in Blogroll, Life, Nature, photography, Poetry with tags , , , on October 19, 2007 by Outdoors2

 

 

Cast to the bottom,
buried gravely away
Inside these chambers,
soft words, do lay

Returning are verses
stored for the years
Yet ever so slowly
yielding all fears

Singing of smiles
and more happy days
Joy’s to be wandered
on a well guided way

Memories recompense.
Join this new chorus
Vocals will shout,
with repeat performance

 

©~RRS, ~Outdoors2

Forgotten Song

I’m not yours

Posted in Blogroll, Life, Poetry with tags , on October 12, 2007 by Outdoors2


I AM NOT YOURS

 

Iam not yours, not lost in you,
Not lost, although I long to be
Lost as a candle lit at noon,
Lost as a snowflake in the sea.

 

You love me, and I find you still
A spirit beautiful and bright,
Yet I am I, who long to be
Lost as a light is lost in light.

 

Oh plunge me deep in love–put me out
My senses, leave me deaf and blind,
Swept by the tempest of your love,
A taper in a rushing wind.

 

Sarah Teasdale 
 

Falls cry

Posted in Blogroll, Life, Poetry, Seasons with tags , on October 11, 2007 by Outdoors2

I hear your winds calling, as the forests sway
the chill of your breath, soon to come my way.
Your frost gently laying, upon once heated fields
the shimmers of mourning, my heart so it yields.
In longest of nights, as I dream the new dawns
I feed my souls fire, loves branches as pawns.
So wrestle I may, keeping far from your shiver
till flame is all gone, then, to core I shall quiver.


©~RRS, ~Outdoors2

Steady Hope

Posted in Life, Poetry with tags , on October 9, 2007 by Outdoors2

 

 

 

Not,
about color and bright fancy things

It’s,
all for the joy that happiness brings

No,
glaring impact to wash pain asunder

Just,
feelings so pure and all full of wonder

 

©~RRS, ~Outdoors2

Zeal

Posted in Life, Poetry with tags , on October 9, 2007 by Outdoors2


I know not of pretty, but glowing with Life
resonating beauty, with real words of strife.
You’re strength and resilience, read all along
with courage and wisdom, going so strong.
Heart thats been tempered, smelted to pure
if ever there’s change, We would be sure.

 

©~RRS, ~Outdoors2