Nature Image Poems

Symbols of purity
synonymous with love;
swans are monogamous.
Selective pairs dip heads
silently conversing;
swimming in perfect sync,
signifying strong bonds....

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I lifted my head,
The sky was ahead.
Filled with stars like feelings’
Of me and the weather was chilling.

I roam around as round as,
I could explore the...

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I took a stroll through the woods like I do every Fall;
it's a sensual treat at this time of the year.
And I came across a...

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No gravestone witnessed on these grounds,
Field of Blood the worn sign read.
Blue flowers thrive with tinge of white
within this field where mercy runs;

Countless folk lie...

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I hear the honking of geese overhead;
there is a chill lingering in the air.
And I see scarlet and crimson flames spread
across canopies of green everywhere.

Nights...

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Letters congeal, to words.
Words anneal to sentences,
which tell a story,
painted as images,
imagined in the mind's eye,
trying to emulate what
the eye sees briefly,
on the see-saw.

A glint...

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Quantum gravity,
a dance of dust and light,
where dimensions fold and stretch,
warped by the weight of stars unseen.
Man is a ripple in a cosmic web,
a fleeting...

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Summer is over; kids are back at school;
Everyone is thankful for the cool nights.
People are beginning to drain their pool,
Thankful, there are no more mosquito...

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I see a tree stripped, torn, and ripped, there before me;
there's a sight breeze, a tease of what it had to bear,
I swear a gust...

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A heart, even in pain it lives the passion 
Day of morals become battles, yesterday gone tomorrow just begun 
We are only as strong as...

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Tis the way of life's challenge as an adult male,
the prize parts in two fates: flock ownership tethered
innate skills, exiting rights the Bachelor's Herd
as skills...

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Natural

I like the feel of rain, a mix of hope and pain. As the drops sting my face, I start slowing my pace. Nature understands...

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A shy sun
plays peek-a-boo
with clouds
clogging the sky;
and barring its path.
Dyed in shades
of grey;
they gather
like sheep,
clustering
overhead;
grazing on blue skies.
And soon, melancholy
tears,
morph into raindrops....

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a murder

of crows morph into shadows

no suspects in sight...

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Entering a rustic, glass-domed Greenhouse,
I stepped into a timeless illusion.
Silence muted the scuttle of a mouse,
living in this synthetic seclusion.

Within a succulent juggle of green,
sweet...

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