Last Edited Nature Poems (86)

Oh full moon
our ancient
bone battered
baby sister
Breathe Breathe
embrace the cosmic scene.

It is January folks – what can I say
Dull dark gray and cold days
Christmas is over and all the good cheer
We’re in the beginning of a new year

Amazing how desire for snow fades
After the wonder and magic of Christmas Day
Real life sets in and work routines return
Kids back to school for another term

New Year’s resolutions fading away
Then gotten out next New Year’s Day
Snowmen sit idle and skiing no longer fun
Looking to Spring being able to get out and run

Valentine’s Day – St. Patrick’s Day – Easter beck
Giving us something to look forward to next
Red hearts and roses given with love
Don’t forget her favorite is chocolate Dove

Baby Easter Bunnies running a great race
Leaving bright and colorful eggs all over the place
Celebration of our Lord and Savior dying for us
His love and grace giving us his Heaven’s sureness

St. Patrick’s Day of green and gold
Bagpipes playing Irish songs of old
Leprechauns playing mischievous tricks
Appearing and disappearing real quick

So hang in there folks as January comes and goes
Better weather and sunshine will soon set our world aglow
I think we are given these dull and gray days
To appreciate the upcoming warm days of play

It falls and falls
It forms a seamless
Tapestry of cloud and
Covers all that is familiar
Lying below… a tree... a road
It makes us blind like love
It is beautiful because it hides
Not light but everything changes
What we see and makes us miss
What we can’t see anymore even more
It changes how we see things
It covers even our perceptions
Of what was once a beautiful form
By making another beautiful form
It draws for us to admire things
Differently from it was before
When the path is cleared of it
It makes us smile to see it once again
Piled in steep banks glowing and glistening
Blue under the halos of street lights

In Platteville, Wisconsin the weather is sunny and 37 degrees fahrenheit
In Brooklyn, New York the weather is partly cloudy and 39 degrees
In Phoenix, Arizona the weather is partly cloudy and 69 degrees
In Arcata, California the weather is partly cloudy and 56 degrees
In Yellowstone National Park the weather is snow in three hours and 30 degrees
In Seattle, Washington the weather is rain and 47 degrees
In Tampa, Florida the weather is cloudy and 76 degrees
In North Pole, Alaska the weather is partly cloudy and -3 degrees
In Rivervale, Arkansas the weather is partly cloudy and 46 degrees
In Portland, Maine the weather is partly cloudy and 31 degrees
In El Paso, Texas the weather is partly cloudy and 63 degrees
The coldest place in the United States is Fairbanks, Alaska averaging -16.9
The warmest place in the United States is Death Valley where it can reach 130
The hottest city is Dallol, Ethiopia with highs at 105 degrees fahrenheit
The wettest place is Mawsynram, India with 393 inches of rain a year
The driest place is the Atacama Desert in Chile with .6 inches of rain a year
The driest city is Aswan, Egypt with .3 inches of rain a year
The average temperature where I live in Platteville, Wisconsin is 46 degrees
Platteville, Wisconsin gets 36 inches of rain of year on average

Voices chattering in my garden
The soil and lawn have hardened

Flower petals had dropped down
Leaves have swirled all around

Veggie patch empty and bare
Caterpillars and grubs, nowhere

Anticipation is in the air
For what? I stand and stare

A peace reigns for this time
Waiting for white frosts to be kind

October winds tell a story
Through the naked limbs
What sounds like an old fiddlers
Bow drawn across violin strings

Leaves we watch them tumbling
Bouncing along the ground
End over end like something
Burnt and crisp by a fading sun

Floating down into the stream
Their fallen comrades depart
Embarking on a passage many miles
To a waiting coastline by the sea

The hard edge and sharp spikes
From the tall maples strikes your face
Bounce off and swirling around
Us as they slowly drop drifting one by one

Their passage now a testimony
Spoken how in time of tender spring
Now lost and largely forgotten
With all its promise and past glory

All this season is swept away
It too will eventually rot and decay
Pressed under by many of its own kind
A whole canopy of fallen debris

Until a giant mass of nature’s litter
Strewn around and tossed about
Now lies haphazardly and eventually
Each will find a final resting place

Until once again all is covered
Asleep there is a quiet blanket
Of winter snows that roll across
Both fields and forests under its giant cloak

Her Hair sways,
She dances in the sun
Her eyes sparkle ,
She glances at the sun
Her heart beats,
She feels the heat of the sun
Smile dances upon her lips,
Beads of sweat drip,
Skin bronzed,
She basks in the sun.

Frustration while we wait the seasonal change
From winter bleak to a spring sunnier range
Maybe we're fed up, of dressing for the rain
Or wind and chill, and hair we need to tame

At least in northern New Zealand, never snow
Though feeling cold, with cheeks more a glow
Not from humidity and sunshine, buffered wind
Blue not rosy, body and bones feel tinged

Four seasons, can be mixed into one day
Take off and add layers, keep colds at bay
Dreaming of the sunshine, know it's real
When happily extra clothes, you can peel

The grass is always greener, we know its true
Wanting what we can't have, does see us through
Till the season we love, shakes our senses alive
Dare we moan about it later, humidity over rides

Impatience, I admit I want the season to rush
Spring seems so slow, and still rain will gush
But days get longer, and earth starts to wake
Grateful for every sunny day, as summer breaks.....

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!

I am connected to Nature
And Nature is connected to me
From the tiniest insect
To the largest tree
From creatures in the deepest ocean
To those on top the highest mountain
From the tiniest ant
To the largest elephant
The tree takes in what I exhale
And returns to me what I inhale
I consume as food, plant life from the earth
After I die, on my remains they will feed
I am connected to Nature
And Nature is connected to me