Most Commented Nature Poems (1,977)

Fluffy white clouds floating up in the sky
Against a background of celestial blue
Changing their shapes as they meander by
Creating a most magnificent view

The moving shapes are edged with wisps of mist
As they sail on unhurriedly on high
Coruscating in their milky whiteness
Against a brilliant sunshine lighted sky

Please do not disturb the beast in its peaceful and quiet place
Where the dead leaves are dancing merrily in a gentle wind of faith
Along skeleton paths of disheveled trees you can hear them whispering
Honoring autumns remnant decay and conjuring efflorescent spring
While birds begin to whistle in such a sweet soliloquy of melodies
Runaway ye fearless child into the darkness where you sleep
And clear a path for the wild ones leading to your hollowed grove
Where I found feasting among the dead a red blossoming velvet rose
Surrounded by a halo of darkness under a piercing blade of sun light
Tempted by its pleasure the beasts will insist that it's alright
Then by thoughtful contemplation I plucked it as blood mixed with tears began to drop
Painfully I pulled every petal repeating "she loves me so, she loves me not"
My Oh My how the colors have changed with the wondrous seasons reign
I guess she no longer loves me, but isn't that just natures way
Shy away you phantoms and let the new cycles of life rebuild their homes
Leave the undead to worry for themselves and let my luminous flowers grow
~ JJF~

Catch a gentle breeze
Beautiful sunset warms heart
Orange leaves turn brown

Wandering souls wearing itchy feet
Early on a Sunday 'morn what a feat
Down the highway, round the bend
Houses lining dusty road seems no end
Further afield into the forest deep
Driving slowly on roads a-curvy
Like a snake, winding along graveled road
Soaking in never ending glades so broad

Suddenly a creek so beautiful looms in view
Places and moments like these few
Eyes feasted; as brake made such a screech
Joining campers wallowing in sublime bliss
Of Mother Nature's lush and lavish gifts
Not a minute wasted, they are charmed
By the water's song, hard to resist
They followed where it wants to lead!

Down a quiet pool, spent time, meditate
Tapestry woven above only nature can create
Fresh leaves on fragile twigs and branches long
In sync with a verdant velvety carpet down below
Coming together, touching each other ever gracefully
Casting shadows onto coolish still waters
Dancing, bouncing, swaying like ballerinas
Yet serene, this place; Serene it seems!

Up ahead a log lay across the gentle stream
Foot bridge to reach other side, don't dream
Ever inquisitive, this little child within
Off she went away hoping to get a glimpse
Of the beauty waiting across the water to be seen
Stopped on her path, eyes on camera screen
Freezing this beauty for a lifetime to be seen
But the ground moved; and slithered it seemed!

It's a ssssssnnnnaaakkke! The word flashed in her brain!
Though hard-wired to either fight or flee
Yet this time feet locked-in; frozen they seem
An auto-survival strategy God's gift to us peeps
Here she felt a whole life-time flashed
Before a scream and a shriek broke the silence around
Her brain hopelessly ordering her able hands
"Take that photo you silly b*t*h" but her hands too froze in time!

Another step taken, her foot would have landed
Mid-body of what was thought a fat brown snake
Lunch soon served under a canopy of giant trees
Whew! What a way to work an appetite she thought!
Behind them, the creek her sweet symphony she plays
Heard across the verdant meadow by a few campers
Basking in the warmth of the sun's afternoon kiss!
In this beauté of a place named Boulder Creek!

Looking in the night light the gentle wind smiles with delight, trees sway casting shadows of silence in evolutions awe. where crickets imaginations are so tall, yet they are so small.silowets dancing in swaying wind, always bending yet never declining, immortality of endless cycles of moon rising.

I lurke in the depth of caves,Im a chamelon of the water. Im a preener of cat fish in discise. I am his wolf in sheeps clothing. Im sly,sneekey and can change color in a split second. I am small but my attitude is tall.

Solatude of the morn,birds happly swarm around the feeder quietly fluttering,I sit with tea in hand thinking life is grand. White blanket coverd land drifting like sand,dreading the new task at hand. One sip,two sip tea so inviteing and warming to my soul, gee why did it have to snow.

The sound of Black is Scary
Black Cats and Black-Garbed Witches
creating a Cacophony

The sound of Black is a Croak
from Black Crows and Ravens
on the branches of an Oak

The sound of Black is Concordant
Ladies in their Black Dresses
looking Smart and Elegant

I went to bed for sleep
between strong old trees
that stood there for centuries,
like proud toll people;
and before I closed my eyes
I was laying on my back facing sky
with hands behind my head
that felt like bird wings wishing to fly...

Last thing I remember before falling to sleep is;
my eyes shining in reflections looking above the stars,
listening gentle sounds of breeze going true branches...
Birds were singing; "Good night" whistles
while I forgot myself and all the world,
than waken up in the morning
and I was gone...

Disappeared between trees
and become part of them.

the ultimate sound
permeating all others
the sound of silence