Nature Verse Poems

Like us all poets, we are all the same humankind, 
Our thoughts have no boundaries, no limitations, 
We may be bound by the different virtues...

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The rhododendron 
Wearing its red blossoms
Like a Met Gala gown....

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They spread beauty and fragrance
For the sake of it
Expect nothing in return
Friendly with the thorns
They live in grace and peace
And fade with joy

Apropos no motive
They...

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He came in human flesh,
So He would see someone like me,
He wore the robes of pain, grief and struggles,
So He could relate to my emotions.

He...

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The thin yellow
film of the year’s 
first tulip
melts to pulp
on your 
tongue. Spring-
pink, you
smile softly,
and the crickets,
in benediction,
start washing 
their little hands.
Your mother
always said
that Middle-C...

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Mein kampf synonymous as a blooper

Writer of these words,
a former Lower Providence inhabitant,
who dwelled within darkest depths
of Dante Alighieri's inferno
for most of his outlandish, impish,
and...

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The light is more present than it use to be.
Spiderweb hopes hang heavy with dew tears -
Resilient against the odds!
The frost finger fears: a threat...

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If I ever visited Cameroon 
I'll aimlessly wander in its vast lands
Savouring every moment of its beauty
And marvel at the mysterious work of God's hand

If...

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Rivers, where once live thrived
Now drowned in plastic, existence deprived.
Fish, once free, now mere refugees 
Their homes desecrated, turned into time bombs.

The trees are choking...

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Every family has them
These unsettling times these misunderstandings
Times when many things come into play
In most cases these wee spats are soon over and forgotten
But sometimes...

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Who said it was blue? When I think of
A window, it is not the colour of grapes;
Nor is it a long stretch of morning field;
Also...

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I stood …

on a mountain
not nearly the highest
but the air was clean … seraphic
cold, but not bone-chilling
keen, that it restore the marrow
and course the blood...

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The forest is my loyal friend A Delphic shrine to me.-- Ralph Waldo Emerson

The tow’ring trees with their branches widespread
Sift light which falls like a...

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I am looking for a new place to begin again, to start fresh. 
It seems I am always looking for such a place, 
even when...

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Green Trees Don’t Make It 

Everyday
I look out and see

The ugly green trees
Standing guard 
in front of my house.

And I think to myself
Who owns the...

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