Nature Pantoum Poems

In the garden where memories play, 
A faded rose whispers soft goodbyes, 
Petals curling in gentle disarray, 
Crimson dreams lost beneath autumn skies.

A faded rose...

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Summer's mask behind glinting flowers—
'Fraid to be seen kneeling at their leaf;
In her passions swathed by the air—
With the blooming sweat to pull it off.

'Fraid...

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Summer comes with a sweltering iron 
Mashed on the growling flowers—
Though sun may stick upon a leaf,
All life's skin craves the steam.

Mashed on the growling...

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Spring tones, the blues— creature sky must come down,
For Summer will chip on flowers cut under ploughs, 
Power now shared by crows long before Autumn's...

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A poised ballerina, feathered in green,
dancing in the breeze; she swirls in the air.
And it's the weirdest thing I've ever seen
I'm mesmerized and cannot help...

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The moon parts ways with the clouds
For a taste of tender alley light—
Where lamps glisten like caged fire,
In the mouth of the maiden dark.

For a...

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The unconscious glitter in branches draws out
The partial moon after dark;
She comes to grips on its side—
Her other night, inspired.

The partial moon after dark—
Staring at...

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Earth is the planet we call home;
a blue sapphire spinning in space
orbiting a splendorous sun,
an extraordinary jewel.

A blue sapphire spinning in space,
it is breathtaking to...

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Violet skies regard the drowsy moon,
Stars glisten on the edges of dark night,
Laughing eagerly wherever they’re strewn,
Evoking stories that gentle hearts write.

Stars glisten on the...

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Anyone can count the seeds in an apple, but only God can count the number of apples in a seed. - Robert H. Schuller

Luscious crimson,...

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I love Nature and Nature Loves Me
I kissed the wind, and the shadows didn't see it coming
I embraced the dark as the light consumed it
I...

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Red robin has long been singing, amidst a forest green spring,
In the burnt apricot days of sun, of teal skies fresh and clear,
Warbling to a...

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Golden stars tell the story, of still, night's glory,
Twinkling and flashing, in the hours of dreams,
Long after the dazzling sunset, a black cherry,
Full moon's lovely...

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Writing poetry that comes to me when
Thoughts come around as in a rut 
Distress fills those cogs again and again
Excellent to write, and not to...

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 " . . . I experience the ultimate thrill.
When all the noises around me are still." 

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