About Me
- Zoek
- United States
- Zoe a greek name, means life! 'The Bridge Across Forever ..' is an attempt to reach out to the junta. It brings out the creative best in me in the form of poetry and a dash of photography. My blog 'Food for the soul' is all about weaving day to day activities with something that suits my palate and I hope you'll enjoy it just as much as I do, putting it together for you!
Friday, April 25, 2008
Friday, April 18, 2008
Maple leaf
The first showers of the summer rain,
Fall upon the barren earth.
Its characteristic scent,
Brings out the life in me, the maple leaf!
Green in color, standing tall,
On my dark brown friend, the branch.
In the afternoon breeze,
I see, being tossed, the soccer ball.
A twig in his beak,
Cometh the sparrow,
A nest to build, he has-
A beautiful one, by the creek!
Spring has gone, here is summer,
Long past gone is the winter.
Yikkety yakk the kids are screaming,
Running helter skelter, by the hummer.
The days grow shorter,
I turn yellow, orange and finally red
Colors of autumn that adorn
A painter's poster.
And then one day
With the breeze
I leave my humble abode,
Etching the finale to this play.
© Zoe K
Fall upon the barren earth.
Its characteristic scent,
Brings out the life in me, the maple leaf!
Green in color, standing tall,
On my dark brown friend, the branch.
In the afternoon breeze,
I see, being tossed, the soccer ball.
A twig in his beak,
Cometh the sparrow,
A nest to build, he has-
A beautiful one, by the creek!
Spring has gone, here is summer,
Long past gone is the winter.
Yikkety yakk the kids are screaming,
Running helter skelter, by the hummer.
The days grow shorter,
I turn yellow, orange and finally red
Colors of autumn that adorn
A painter's poster.
And then one day
With the breeze
I leave my humble abode,
Etching the finale to this play.
© Zoe K
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Precious
Many a times, not so long ago
I sat by this tree in the garden so green
Where the birds chirped, the squirrels hopped
And the majestic sun shone with all its glory.
In times of pain and times of joy,
The tree stood by me strong and calm,
Gently swaying with the breeze,
A mystical aura to me it lent.
And then came the lightening followed by the thunder,
But my tree stood there deeply rooted,
During the tempest I couldnt reach out,
And I prayed it wouldnt fall.
Many a storm came by,
And my tree survived them all.
But then there came a day,
When I lost my tree to the lumberjacks.
Now I've moved miles up north,
Far away from where my tree used to be,
Up into the sky I stare,
Wondering, where is my precious tree?
© Zoe K

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I sat by this tree in the garden so green
Where the birds chirped, the squirrels hopped
And the majestic sun shone with all its glory.
In times of pain and times of joy,
The tree stood by me strong and calm,
Gently swaying with the breeze,
A mystical aura to me it lent.
And then came the lightening followed by the thunder,
But my tree stood there deeply rooted,
During the tempest I couldnt reach out,
And I prayed it wouldnt fall.
Many a storm came by,
And my tree survived them all.
But then there came a day,
When I lost my tree to the lumberjacks.
Now I've moved miles up north,
Far away from where my tree used to be,
Up into the sky I stare,
Wondering, where is my precious tree?
© Zoe K
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Sunday, April 6, 2008
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