Nature Quatrain Poems

We walk alone, towards the sight
There are the fragrant roses bright,
Bees sip nectar, queen kisses drone.
Towards the sight, they walk alone.

In our old age, we...

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Earth comes alive when Spring debuts,
as poets’ pens sweet Nature woos.
We write of warmth and blooms that thrive.
When Spring debuts, Earth comes...

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A shy sun hides behind dark clouds
as spiders spin silk into shrouds.
And because Nature doesn't take sides,
behind dark clouds, a shy sun hides.

Lightning flashes, lighting...

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A butterfly, aliferous,
of subtle slights, soniferous,
common spirits, days just went by,
aliferous . . . a butterfly.

Low pinnacles alight sought rest
forgiving sun favors spread best
microscope's trial...

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The gun seems gun-shy in this space
where deer hides hang on rustic walls
and granddad-tick-tocks beat, instead
of hearts in hollowed skins. The gun

 a “trophy-bagger” in...

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“The forest is my loyal friend. A Delphic shrine to me.”
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While we all share in humanity,
    Our hopes & beliefs may differ in kind.
        Such...

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East I sit,Os ,did I obtain 
Rhythm’s rune is a joy
Os, the God voice -I do acclaim !
Truth I speak-I employ.

II
Aligned with Os ,I am...

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A time to reflect with faith's glow
is now... inviting me to bask 
under God's stream of blessing flow
while exposing my all, sans mask.
 
Admitting my...

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A season of reflection,
We set ourselves apart,
We lay our hearts on the altar of meditation,
We alight from dawn’s cart.

We hold the lamp into the night,
We...

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Imagine, if you will, orbs of light
superimposed on ebony space.
Two portals, found at the edge of night,
where dreams and reality embrace.

Sharing shades of a violet...

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meek, this hour
of a morning hue
shy cobweb gloss
in a frosted dew

he stood as shrubs
nay merged with trees
but matted hair
instead of leaves

though leaves a few
were woven...

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The melody you hear at sea.
The bird you see, flying free.
The sun shining through.
The grass shimmering beneath you....

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Steeped in mysterious magic
fearlessly they go
an eerily mischievous bird
you’re never far from a crow

Mystical messenger of the occult
blackest black obsidian plume
baneful omen of death they...

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