Life Nature Poems

My name is Ocean.
If you listen, you will hear me speak.
but you must listen carefully,
or you will hear nothing 
but the cacaphony of my waves
and...

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The gun seems gun-shy in this space
where deer hides hang on rustic walls
— a timid tic-toc beats, instead
of hearts in hollowed skins. The gun

 a...

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The mourning dove’s perch coo signals he’s alone:
Calling to another as a life-long mate,
searching to find a love he can call his own
and form a...

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The ecosystem of cyberspace;
I am left wanting to latibulate
high atop this swaying tree;

Similar to a spider who’s web 
holds on to a bug for dear...

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rain is sad
Friends will shout
we are mad

 
sun come out
Under the sky
do not doubt

 
do not cry
Now be glad
a big sigh...

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I took the short path,
as many do to get to the beach.
Loving the beach with it's white sand,
a great summertime place for all ages.
I could...

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The Raven and the Bard
-Daniel Henry Rodgers

The Raven's quill drips shades of blackest night,
Its haunting words, a melody of fright.
The Bard's natural lines, like "Evangeline's"...

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The MELANCHOLY PAGES OF NATURE !

- ECHOES OF A PAST, PRESENT AND FUTURE

Among the goldens lines of history,
Lied that tale of a mother,
So green, So...

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The sun leads the day
The moon controls the night
The stars, harmonize in the skies,
A light night to render.
A cold breeze blows over my skin,
My eyes...

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In the marrow of our bones,
politics is inscribed,
an ancient script of dominance and submission,
etched deep in the bedrock of our being.

We are actors on a...

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It started thousands of ages ago,
when He had only just begun.
His creativetly was beyond all thought,
it was just divine.
If one looks over the many years,
we...

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Spring is on it's way out,
with warmer days on the horizon.
Summer is a great time of the year,
sleeping in from school ~ hooray.
Splashing fun time...

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Delicate feathers, 
Pieced together by the most fragile feelings,
Seeds, insects, air scented
With the freshest light, soft and still,
Tranquility,
Listening to dusk’s gentle quiet,
Fireflies glowing, 
The flow...

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“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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Do you tremble,
as the monstrous cadence,
of the rhinoceros' stride reverberates,
like the buffalo's onslaught?

Vipers at the water's edge,
darting hither and thither,
not above but beneath the surface,
their...

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