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The Remnant ShellTurquoise and green with a tinge of brown
Beneath subtle, sculpted ripples
Like plants laying to rest on the sand,
Swaying passively as I run my fingers through the water,
Carving little blue waves over them.
Colours and ripples shaped into a gentle swirl,
A remnant of a past life.

Sweet SmellsSweet smells of pine trees,
Comforting roughness of bark,
Hold me tenderly.

Sweet smells of nectar,
Cool raindrops against my tongue,
Calm embraces me.

Little Treasures

Paper ships in puddles
drifting on their way
a child's wish stored aboard
to come ashore one day

The Willow BranchThe tiny willow branch
Bending in the wind
Gives to take the giver's hand
Breaking with the sudden oaken stand
The tiny willow branch
Bends to the giver's hand
How to strength we measure thus
The harden smite a losing fight
Whereas the tiny willow branch
Bending to the wind
Gives to take the giver's hand

The Black StallionAs its black mane ripples in the wind
Like the unknown intentions of ocean undercurrents,
The stallion gallops soundlessly,
Luring me to mount it.
Through the capricious wind, I ride this wild creature,
So dark and mysterious like the night,
So menacingly beautiful,
As it carries me into the abyss of fate.

*Castle of Cloud*Built of tumbling cloud.
Imposing castle in air
Surreal moment.

2013 Delice1941
18th April2013

dream of elegant beautyIn my mind you defy gravity.
Floating in silent beauty, high,
the wind kissing your bare skin
and cooling your flesh, your limbs, thin
and graceful, moving in a dance
of subjective seduction that drew me in
and lifts my feet off of the ground to follow
as you merge with clouds and myths
of a long-haired star, riding the skies.

William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.

Defeatdrowning bodies of fishermen
engulfed in the
fearless sea,
enveloped by the songs of sirens
and suffocated by their skeletal hands,
their cries carried by the waves.

*Wings of Fire*Seraph descending
Gold wings of fire ignite cloud
Fleeting visitor.

2013 Delice1941
9th April2013

*Garden Pest*Caterpillar crawl
Mother was a butterfly
Offspring a menace.

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18th February2013

*Blue Skies*

Countryside slowly beginning to wake
Just when our souls start to ache
Nature on cusp, seasonal change
Date with spring, pearranged.

Hearts and minds uplifted sing
Stirring earth, birds on the wing
Slowly, gently courtship continues
Colour explodes in yearly debut.

Time of magic that's preordained
Nature like love blossoms unexplained
Season of mystery do not miss
Breezes blow softly, like lovers kiss.

2013 Delice1941
17th February2013

*Timeless*Life lived together
What more can be desired
Those timeless moments.

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16th February2013

*Sweet and Sour*Sweet and sour personality, fusion desirable.

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6th February2013

*The Forgotten Tomb*

Perpetuity?
Aeons, timeless erosion endured
Occupant long gone.

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16th January2013

*Cassiopeia*Cassiopeia shinning bright, cosmic beauty queen.

2013 Delice1941
13th January2013

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PurgatoryI slowly sink down
Through a void of stabbing words
And clouds of hatred.

Void without substance
Swallows happiness away,
Dark imprisonment.

Water hits my eyes,
As I stir beneath the snow,
Delicate but strong.

I awaken now,
Stretching the leaves of my hands,
And greet the warm sun.

ArtA work of art is a true enigma.

Perhaps the blue triangles in the work
Are the meaning of life
That the mundane elements of life conceal.
But the more one peels back the pieces of his existence,
The closer he comes to realizing what he's here for.
You could say the colors are extravagance
And the blue is the simplicity of happiness,
The beauty of the heavens above us,
And one must look deeper past superficiality to know.

But step back, and one sees
The great enigma a person can be.
Multicolored blotches of color like pieces of character
Forever in opposition and never reconciled
That the paintbrush of the soul unifies to

ClearKnowledge dawns upon me,
As the waters, eerily clear and lifeless like acid,
Recede from the shores of my mind
And dissolve away my ignorance.

I stand firm as the clearing waters reveal
A seabed of lies that once trapped and buried life beneath its surface,
Choking the ability to speak the truth.
As innocent life around me takes its last breath,
Acid burns my eyes and awakens me to new understanding,
And propaganda that once intimidated me like grand mountains
Now erode into meaningless grains of sand.

The world is clear now.

WhiteI hold my lover's body, my face wet with tears.
Color gradually drains from his face
As Death closes its fingers around his neck.
He changes into a frozen marble statue
As his body becomes cold and white beneath my fingers,
Lifeless in my embrace.

Angels descend upon me
As my eyes open to light brighter than the sun.
Whiteness without boundaries, texture or substance
Envelops me in an embrace.
I reach with my childlike hands,
Innocent and smooth,
As the white breaks open to reveal
Sand in its purest form,
Untouched by the wind.

The JourneyBeneath my skin, my veins pulse with desire
To know why I am here.
As I journey to find the answers to life,
I sail through the monotonous seas
That stretch forever beyond the horizon.

As my ship sails towards the dry land,
Mountains tower before me,
Filling me with both awe and intimidation.
But the mountains are eroding as time passes by,
Into merely fragments of what they once were.
I move my eyes and watch the glaciers
Melt slowly into rivers.
But even though they disappear,
They melt to provide water for all life on this planet.
You could say rivers are created by glaciers for a purpose.

I ponder those mountains and glac

Oh, how little they knew of meI smile as I watch the ducks on a pond
Against a backdrop of trees that touch the sky.
But beneath that smiling mask,
Worms of illness eat away my body
As my life falls to the ground like withered leaves.
The pain of enlightenment consumes me
As claws of invisible beasts tear me apart in the dark.
Oh, how little they knew of me.

People look on as they greet me
And remark on how kind I am.
But blood has invaded the blue sea of my mind
As plans of murder swim in place of kindness.
Humanity dissolves into my thirst for blood
As my eyes become specks of lifeless voids.
Oh, how little they knew of me.

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The Nature Collectionby ~Manigran

Literature / Poetry / Nature / Haiku & Eastern

©2012-2013 ~Manigran

A collection of nature poems that I wrote with the amazing

. We've been working on this collection for quite some time now. We hope that you enjoy it as much as we enjoyed writing it.

If you would like to read this collection in French, just visit his profile. It is called Recueil Manigran-Jack.

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~Manigran Nov 13, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Thank you so much!

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*lombregrise Sep 5, 2012 Professional Writer

What a great collab ! Bravo !

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~Manigran Sep 5, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Thank you so much. It was great to write with :jack0998:; he's very talented.

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*lombregrise Sep 5, 2012 Professional Writer

I agree - and you too !

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~Manigran Sep 5, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Why thank you!

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*lombregrise Nov 12, 2012 Professional Writer

Félicitations ! Votre oeuvre est classée dorénavant dans "Le bûcher des Vanités" au sein de la forteresse.

Congrats ! Your work is now in the "Vanities' Pyre" in the heart of the fortress.

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~Manigran Nov 13, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Merci beaucoup!

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