Bee Kind To Your Neighbor

Delightfull as the tree,
Delighted is the bee,
as the buzzing becomes a dance,
the bee thanks the tree
for its flowers nectar
gave him honey. 

Buzzy bee’s collect the nectar
so they can make their honey.

Bee kind to your neighbor,
for you never know
when you will run out of nectar. 

© By Amanda D Shelton

On The Sea Of Doom

On the sea of doom,
I stand upon its shores,
waiting for the dream to end.

Though the waves seem
turbulent and rough,
no surfe can take me down
without a fight.
So I stand waiting for
the right moment,
I wait for the wave
I chose to ride.

As a proe,
I surfe the highest tides
as I become one with the waves.

“I might suffer but I don’t suffer in silence. I am like a siren calling to the seamen, who stroke my pain with their fisherman hand’s. Beware of the waves I dare to bring. I will show no mercy to my suffering.”

© By Amanda D Shelton

Why Is A Writing Desk Like A Raven? 

The answer is in the writing, Hahaha literally. Here’s the answer.



Why is a writing desk like a raven?
“Because it can produce a few notes, though they are very flat; and it is never put with the wrong end in front!” The early issues of the revision spell “never” as “nevar”, ie “raven” with the wrong end in front.”

© By Lewis Carroll



“Sometimes the answer is right there in front of you, and all you have to do is look with an open mind to find it. For all things are possible if only you believe it is, because if you believe it is possible you are more willing to look for it.”

© By Amanda D Shelton 



The Shady Rose Tea With The Rose’s

“You might like it if I were shady like you. You would be more than just my shadow, if I follow suit. Though I like to bloom in spring, I am known to also bloom in winter. Pink, red, yellow, and white. These roses are shady, they can’t make up their minds what color is true or what time is good to bloom.”

© By Amanda D Shelton ~ The Shady Rose, Tea With The Rose’s

Neglected

I fell deep and still,
as our hearts grew farther apart.

Silence sat on top my chest,
leaving a heavy stillness
within my broken heart.

All I left behind,
was memories of us,
I thought were mine.

Yet time stole what I grew,
it damaged you and I.

Like a weathered tree,
I grew weary, withered, and dry.



© By Amanda D Shelton

Foundation Of Word’s

Out rage I do declare,
such passion I share.

How can one word effect the world?

Well it’s simple you see,
your mind sees what it wants
to see,not what it should.
So as you can tell
you can be effected
by one word or three.
It doesn’t matter really,
as long as you make
an emotional connection.

Some word’s are built on
the foundation of emotion.

Like war, poor, blood, bones,
death, tears, birth, heartbeat,
love, food, change, poetry, poem.

Though it’s all up to you
and what you see.



© By Amanda D Shelton 

” The mountains never moved for me because it was a metaphor nothing more. Moving on. I swear really? Metaphor 😒”

” You can do whatever you put your mind to, unless it’s magic. ”