Crowned with gratitude,
A wreath of flowers undying,
Nature’s sweetest gift.
Petals soft and kind,
A crown to remind us of
Hope and thankfulness.
With a crown of blooms,
Grateful, loving memories,
Bonds that forever endure.
Steve Halstead.
Tag: Nature
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Steve Halstead.
Flowers Each Unique.
In search of beauty,
Not just perfection’s bloom, but
Nature’s flaws, too, gleam.
Flowers, each unique,
Their imperfections reveal
Beauty, in contrast.
Imperfect petals,
Nature’s artistry on display,
Inspiring wonder.
Steve Halstead.
The Mask.
The mask I wear is not my own,
But one of fate and made of stone.
Circumstance has left me here,
Unable to let my true nature appear.
My testament to life is locked away,
Hidden from the world, day by day.
And though I yearn to set it free,
The cloak of misfortune shrouds me.
Until my last breath, I’ll wear this guise,
A disguise that fate did devise.
But still, my nature burns within,
A flame that cannot be dimmed by sin.
Let me live with this burden borne,
Hoping someday my true self will be known.
And until then, I shall endure,
Wearing the mask that fate did ensure.
Steve Halstead.
Under Norwegian Skies.
Under Norwegian skies,
The world seems to slow and sigh,
A quiet calm imbued with light,
As nature dances in its might.
Surrounded by mountains high,
And echoed by fjords nearby,
The scenery speaks a language true,
Of ancient tales and dreams anew.
In the stillness of this place,
Timeless beauty finds its space,
A symphony of pristine hues,
Crystal clear water and arctic views.
Here, solitude is a friend,
And peace is a treasure without end,
Under Norwegian skies so pure,
The soul finds its own cure.
So let us venture forth with awe,
And open up our hearts to explore,
Amidst the icy fjords of Norway,
Lies a land of awe-inspiring grandeur.
Steve Halstead.
Ancient Rocks Of Cyprus
Ancient rocks, weathered and worn,
Witness to centuries, to time untold,
They stand tall, steady, and warm,
In the midst of nature’s might, so bold.
From the depths of the earth, they arose,
Majestic and grand, proud and wise,
Through ages of wind, water, and snow,
Their rugged beauty never dies.
They bear the scars of a thousand years,
Carved by the forces of nature’s will,
Yet they endure, steadfast, without tears,
A testament to time standing still.
Their silence speaks volumes to the heart,
Whispering tales of ancient times,
Of struggles, triumphs, and a world apart,
A past that lives on in their lifetimes.
Oh, ancient rocks, how you inspire,
With your ancient wisdom and enduring grace,
May our souls be nourished by your fire,
And find solace in your steadfast embrace.
Steve Halstead
Grotesque Beauty
In a world of symmetrical perfection,
Where beauty is defined by a fixed perception,
There lie wonders that are often overlooked,
That can only be found by those who are hooked.
Grotesque beings with an odd allure,
Whimsical creatures that dare to implore,
They challenge our eyes with their curious form,
As we struggle to find words to adorn.
Their beauty is strange, yet deeply profound,
It’s not in their shape, not square or round,
As they move and dance with grace and poise,
Our hearts are filled with a curious noise.
For there is something wild and untamed,
In these creatures that others call shamed,
But to those who know how to admire,
They are wonders that we deeply desire.
So let us embrace these grotesque beings,
And celebrate the beauty that they bring,
For they remind us that perfection is a lie,
And that beauty can be seen in the unlikeliest of eyes.
Steve Halstead.
Joyful Sight On A Blustery Afternoon In Carrickfergus
Ruth Turkington.
Dominant Wavelength 625–740 nm
Sitting at the edge of a rainbow
Primary in nature
Warning me to stop
Marking, judging me wrong,
Important or dangerous?
With passion in your veins,
Anger, rage and love
A fiery head of heat
Flags on eastern streets
You speak with power,
Of war with blood
With energy to burn
The flaming sky above.
Determination, strength
Passion and desire
Courage, danger
Emotionally intense
The founder of good fortunes
Happiness and attention
Steve Halstead
The end of mankind.
With troubled minds
We saw all the signs
Blighted stunted crops
Blood-stained hands don’t stop
Rest in peace, brave world
The curtain closes, flags furled
Time has come upon us
Just a memory, no love
How did you manage to resist?
For years it was coming to this
The delicate balance of nature
Left redundant for the creator.
Steve Halstead
The Yorkshire Poet & Friends 