Nature Free Verse Poems

“I think that I shall never see a poem lovely as a tree.” – Joyce Kilmer

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a single leaf makes its own history
attached to the bought...

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I have a special interest in telling about my colonoscopy.
The doc cheerful, secure in his specialty, colon cancer being
the second leading cause of cancer death...

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I can’t believe I thought that there’d be no darkness when it’s dawn,
I’ll be your queen of hearts, even if the cosmos did crack, 
‘forever’...

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Once in a blue moon
A rare sight to behold
Dancing cross the sky
A celestial curtain
Flowing like a wave
That shimmers in the night.

How radiant it glows
Shifting color...

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Cool walks nowhere it shouldn’t be, 
Movement to there, and back over, where else,
Cool does not need to take the bull by the horns,
Cool convinces...

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On swift wings, blessed by the light,
who pours out the melody, 
scriptures come to life – in the song,
joyful noises, crafted by hope,
soothing away the...

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In the West, stories are heard, shining at the threshold of a new era,
That we can mold again the raw clay of human nature,
Reconstructing from...

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Always I passed beside the bows
But never I personally taste its pain
Successfully once I entered its realm
Getting the hope of blissful  heaven .
Ah !...

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My open-ended lines can convey more than one idea. Verse 3, middle line, ends in “I am.” I am both okay (today) & puddles on...

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Beneath the sprawling blush of dawn, our feet became one
with the sands of Kiawah Island, grains glistening like scattered stars,
each a tiny sunburst caught in...

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  The forest is my loyal friend, a Delphic shrine to me- Ralph Waldo Emerson   

When fleeting feathers of ostrich ferns
 ...

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NOTHING MISSING, NOTHING BROKEN 
With your head, roll out drums,
Mighty trumpets in their stead,
And like Eagles soar higher in the sky,
The skies of your mind,...

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#moon in Scorpio... 
As a result,
poesie naturally gravitated
toward intimate situations
that allowed her free reign 
to openly express herself. 

After I gave her psychoanalysis
I found her...

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A New Poem:
Family Is:
The first thing that makes sense...
It blossoms at every direction it grows...
The flourishing nature of family
Is beauty-impersonified....
Sparks fly when the core tenets
Of...

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