Moments Towards Forever

Feeling lost, alone, cold.
Shivering, shivering down to my bones.
Lost for words, hurt, abused,
Not talking, so cant be so used.

Out of nowhere, appeared a tall elegant lass,
Reached into my heart, raised up her glass.
Feeling my pain, a look saying don't feel alone,
From the moment I first saw you, I've kinda known.

With a hug, a gentle kiss and embarrassed giggle,
A springy step in yer walk, an awesome wiggle.
Bringing smiles, laughs and confidence galore,
Excited, together, did we each other explore.

Connected in moments towards forever,
Spiritually connected, indeed very clever.
Together joined as one, is perfectly blissful ecstatic fun,
Running on feelings, as life's marathon we run.

Where might our moments take us, near or rather far,
Strangers connect for a reason, season and lifetime, an everlasting star.
Might we hold onto this magic between us, that remains still unclear?
Losing this would now be incredibly tragic, that thought alone fills me with fear.

Red Panda

Some look at me and ask if I'm even real,

I am regarded vulnerable, so make me a mighty big deal.

I am a living fossil, tens of millions of years in age am I

There was a time in China and Great Britain that I did die.

I'm not a bear, related to the Giant Panda or even the Raccoon,

I am of a family all my own, so stop contributing towards my doom.

I'm slightly larger than your domestic cat,

with a bear-like body and thick russet fur, I ain't very fat. 

My belly and limbs are black, and i'm marked white

 around my head and cute small eyes, i'm anything but a fright. 

A very skillful and acrobatic animal am I,

I can climb jump and run, up in the tree canopy high.

You'll find me in the Eastern Himalayas, where its always a bit of a freeze,

that's why I'm predominantly up off the ground, much happier up in the trees. 

My long bushy tail is for balance, and for warming winter cover too,

I am primarily an herbivore, eating bamboo and a other plants a few.

My forest home is reducing, as the trees are chopped away,

Poachers value our fur, bamboo becomes more scarce day upon day.

Locals consider our tails attractive good luck charms,

What is also rather disastrous is the impact of agriculture and farms.

We are solitary and often nocturnal and only live ten years at most,
Lend a hand to protect what I need as my land, so we can always forever together toast .

Amur Leopard

As a rare subspecies I have adapted, 

to my life in the Russian Far East.

Found living in temperate forests,

where on deer, often I feast.

Like other Leopards I can run,

at up to 37 miles per hour in speed.

I'm rather an incredible cat,

leaping to least across twenty and up ten feet.

 I'm nocturnal and solitary,

nimble footed and strong.

I carry and hide my food from other predators,

so that they might not do me wrong.

Some males stay with females after mating,

helping to rear and nurture their young.

Others choose to follow and fight,

so with one female they mate might.

We live for years ten to fifteen,

although up to 20 in captivity.

Some call us Far East others Manchurian

and even Korean leopard a few.

Ecological, economical and cultural,

are where you'll find our importance.

Conservation of my habitat will benefit,

my prey like the deer and even another big cat.

So please make a personal conservation effort 

and help from the brink of extinction bring me back.

Poaching me largely for my beautiful spotted fur,

 is not humane and is absolutely horrendously unfair.

My male and female skins are sold, 

for only $500 and $1000, how very they dare!

You humans have also disastrously reduced,

 the expanse of my former suitable survival range.

That my species of only now 30, 

may reach extinction is thus no longer strange.

So there is really no time to delay,

Support long term conservation today.

Please do not allow me and kin

to forever from your company go away.

Paradise Parrot

You won't see my colours flash upon your eyes no more

Not seen since 1927, I will soon be just folklore

The grassy woodlands of eastern Australia were my home

I lived in pairs or small family groups, alone did i not roam

Making my nest in a hollowed out termite mound, often near the ground

Feeding on grass seeds which were plentiful to be found

I was coloured more extraordinarily than another of my parrot kin

Turquoise, aqua, scarlet, black and brown, unlike mundane human skin

Beautifully formed my tail was almost the size of my body

That I am now extinct should not have been my plight, it is alas a tragedy

Despite being rapid and undulating in my flight through the air

I preferred to spend all my time on the ground close to my lair

Why I did so suddenly decline remains the subject of much speculation

Drought, overgrazing, land clearing, fire regimes, egg hunters and others predation

It saddens me that you will not again be so fortunate so as to me to see

I like my name am safe now in a heavenly paradise happy and full of glee

Healing Spring Sun

Pain sapping spirit of energy, striving to be our minds pervading,
Akin adnascentia in a lawn, moving, our inner even texture destroying.

The sun like a nubivagant bird, obrumpent out of the clouds and comes into view,
A gentle shower cascades, washing away my melancholy, feelings so blue.

In a hazy sky do clouds abound, dissipating as they quickly run,
A pain easing quality is for me thankfully, found in the rays of the sun.

My thoughts inwardly dwell, on one distant, alone, hurting,
They desarcinate from me, my current sense of suffering.

Connected we be through words, thoughts, feelings, our emotions,
Welcome moments of happiness, amidst our daily devotions.

Exipotic to my body, are thoughts of you I have come to find,
So much so that I ecstasiate, when you are in my mind.

Though famelicose apart, must we both unfortunately remain,
The redamancy between is unabated, an eternal flame.

So do not be improcerous in spirit, or be feeling alone,
We'll soon speak again in our usual, grandiloquent tone.

X

You anonymously stated your words to me today,
Reflecting on our farewell and the going apart on our way.
 
As our conversation progressed, intuition you coupled with what I shared of myself,
At that point you knew I was not just anyone, you do so caringly now secretly profess.
 
I've long felt a sparsile star, not included in any human constellation,
My life lived too often as a hermit, characterized by apanthropinization.

My words stated in prose, you find heartfelt and your soul becomes stirred,
Blessed are you for having this glimpse, you so boldly just inferred.
 
The memories for two, are not always similar in strength,
But the purpose of connecting, never the less is equal in wealth.

The great cosmogyral peregrinations of how we engage, follow universal laws,
We are attracted to one another for a reason, season or lifetime, via sliding doors.

Esomenic properties in a brief conversation are not really to be found,
So if I might quaeritate, why cannot we now in more crebrity speak?

Yer About Numbers, I'm About Words

Wandering, about in this lonely place,
I've long been running, alone this race.

Faces, pass me at the pace of knots,
Feels like I've knocked back, one too many shots.

One, two and, onto three,
Of ascending numbers, you can't always be free

Tis better tho, in company to roam,
Perchance you'll kill, two birds with one stone.

So there ya go pal, yer challenge is met,
I do believe that on this occasion, I did win the bet.

Why is it that in numbers, you do so dwell?
I rather find words, actually make me feel swell.

In a book enthrall I, diving into them pages,
Be assured I wont come back out, for ages.

Its words, that reign power over me,
Captivated in a book, I am not free.

A prisoner, in a literal land,
Of printed paper, in my hand.

I ain't worried tho, or full o'fear,
Am fair happy held captive here.