Sherwood
Ancient the trees, trails like river, meander through. As my heart beats so does the kestrel, fly and free. And under the oldest tree, do I sit, stare and dream. Scents of oak, pine and cone. Eternal afternoons. Groves of green, doe
the words of my ancestors
one of the 7 teachings the Aboriginal ways
A Winters Storm
Distant thunder wakes the night, Goods and devils rise to fight. Clashing steel and lightning’s flash, Warning all, the coming clash. Wicked wind stirs up the trees, Bringing silence to its knees. Rocky shores expect to feed, While sailing shi
Serene Starlight
Pure morning intensifies a pristine wave of pleasant Time and meaning come together as we are Future and past symbolize what we have worked for in the present Sublime feelings succumb pleasure beyond the far Tranquil afternoon silences the stat
~suspended gravity~
arc of an arrow in patterned form rainbow, en-compass circled sun an silver shadowed day whence moon's encroached sun's light ray, ionic night sky particulate in stealth danced finite burnt flames, equinox a two a year's to view. . . . . shooting sta
Strong Feather
From the heights can be seen winding roads that are tread, the miles do tell on a foot's sole; any steep climb that bars along way shall only be conquest by Faith. Years do wither a mortal pale cheek but none the interior of the fortress where
Tis Autumn
Pumpkins in the fields Gold among the brown Leaves of rust and scarlet Trembling slowly down Birds that travel southward Lovely time to play Nothing is as pleasant As an autumn day! Gatherers are a'foraging nuts abound they find tempered
Our Fragility
Hey, it started to rain...and I got carried away!
Indian Summer
Indian Summer Sunlight and heat In a cloud-dappled sky Blue and purple hues Crease the horizon As dusk creeps across The mountains and Down into the valley. The air takes on A chill as night descends, Summer is gone now And fetid nig
New Day
Up early looking out window
MEMORIES
Just sitting here thinking back over the years
"phenomena"
sharing my fascination with space :)
Becalming
I was staring at a koi pond today... :)
Spring Time
It is what I see ever spring in th beautfull country that I live in
Memories of my little log cabin
I used to live on a trapline as a child I has a wounderfull life living in the wilderness sitting by the lake talking to my many wild animal friends Every child should have been as lucky as I was
Tha Path of life
It about looking at life and seeing the beauty
~hummingbird~
My love for the hummingbird, a tribute too:)
The End of August
The gray overcast day hides the summer sun, The humidity is high but you can still have fun, The days are getting shorter with the sun's light And darkness prevails as longer are the nights, The robins started migrating, they are early this fal
The Two Foxes
The Two Foxes Restless Winter arrives with all its force, blustering and blowing everything off course. As the wind and rain attacks the street light a fox barks demandingly out in the wild night. The piercing urgency of the call turns my skin
Whispering samd
what can I say I just love to write about all things in life
Gods Country ( Canada )
This a poem about the country I love and live in Canada I live in the far north and enjoy the free life with the animals and nature I am bless to be able enjoy all that god has given me
"The Summer Breeze"
The Summer breeze is passing by I can't believe it's true I must make each moment count I don't know what to do. May we had some sun, it didn't last too long, June was such a bummer July started out like June and then it turne
Sleep
The wind blows cold outside The hidden moon behind the cloud Mountian tops overpower the horizon A drop of rain falls on my cheek Not long now before she returns I can feel her icy breath Leafs drop to their doom The land grows ever more sil
Silent Fall
seasonal
poet
any one can react......
STILLNESS TO STILLNESS
I wrote this poem, after witnessing a fairly violent rainstorm, the beauty of the silence, before and following it, and the awesome happenings of nature in between inspired me ! I wrote it in 1969, while expecting my 1st. child, my dear old freind a poet himself, Raymond Trowbridge was part of this inspiration.
birthday
i wrote it for special lady
Leaves falling
Not much else to say... Still painful
The lesson of the birds
In the window of the room there are flowerpot, there I see birds landing and singing happily, seeking dry leaves to do their nests. They jump from flower on flower as a fun dance. They fly as smoothly as if it was the own wind. No fear, nothi
Flow River Barrow
This poem is about one of the three sister rivers in Ireland, the River Barrow.It tells of it's journey to meet the sea and meeting it's sisters. The river Nore and the Suir are the two sisters.
Maternal
On your cherished hills. I lay my head. The cool breeze blows down along the valley. The orchards little apples, slung from the branch. Liquer wine from the mellow vines. The opulent flower blossoms, Rose red, Through passage of womb, Sprin
LEAVE ME BE
This must be how a poor fish feels when fishing is carried out in the name of sport. Is this humane?
The Salmon
To illustrate the all creatures great and small have feelings and have a family to rear. So, unless its food for the table leave nature as it was intended. Free
dreams
dreams are like flowers
There Were Dragons
In essence, a comment on the human/nature interaction and what humanity, in general, is doing against nature.
Stumped
I am an environmentalist.
HATE HAS NO PLACE
JUDGMENT IS MINE SAYS THE LORD! ITS BETTER THAT WE LEAVE IT TO HIM TO JUDGE! OTHER WISE DO WE REALLY KNOW WHAT OTHERS ARE GOING THROUGH! HAVE YOU EVER BEEN JUDGED?
Tender White Clouds
I love nature.... without it there is not much else.
Rainforest
I used to be a vegetarian. I don't have a clue what type of poem it is. I am just a poet.
mansoon
in kerala one of the state in india, mansoon for six months started. 1/4 area filled with water.now heavy rain and wind..... you cannot imagine its beauty....
Solitude Found
Solitude Found When a winter’s harsh voice subsides rainbows crown fields and riversides as the water feeds the earth to show how nature’s seed of peace will grow. Here a new garden by the river blows as springtime in a