Random Nature Poems (1,977)

So we live our lives in a linear way, we are born, we live, we die, nothing more to say?
First Spring, wonderful and new, then Summer appears, brings happiness and fears,
seems to last so long, but then its gone, and Autumn takes its rightful place, shows us
the human race, we were never born to live too long, Winter plays the final song.

Silence is pierced dip of the oar.
Canopy scramble howler alert.
Thicketly dense is natures motherload.
As man approaches the rainforest knows.

Man an the beast both pull up roots.
Two different types.
One has no chutes.
Meanders an winds for ever a day.

Economic reaction decimated fractions.
Howler alarms given un-rest.
Echoed across moss laden vine.
Bottle neck future a matter of time.

The rainforest plague's just the next flat away.
You get what you take an our buried plague too ~

I am in awe of such a sight
To see an eagle not in flight;
But resting upon a fallen one's tomb,
In such a place one afternoon.

I wander down the forest trails
the farmer collecting the last bales
golden brown they shine in the sun
the whirr of wings as birds escape the guns

The various gleaming colours of leaves
as spiraling down they twist and turn
the fields stripped of their crops
now lay farrow until next spring

Some light snow at foot of trees sparkles
pristine and lovely against the Autumn browns
sullen yet glowing the grey skies attract me
as I stroll on down to the bubbling brook

Flashes of brilliance as the kingfisher passes
he hovers above a post then alights to fish
a silver shadow comes in sight, he watches
then in a blur he dives and catches a fish

Now all that's left behind are ripples
spreading out in perfect cylindrical rings
watching them fade away as the water stills
becoming once more a mirror reflecting the azure skies

A massive pile of logs with scarlet toadstools scattered
the croak of a spotted frog as he takes a dive
yellow hammer is drilling away in the canopy
where verdant greens mix with red cedar leaves

The wonders awaiting at each step quite take my breath
a sly red fox disappearing through the emerald grasses
a roar and a crash of antlers as the fallow deer stags fight
their white spots shining as they spar back and forth

All this and birds singing with the pure joy of living
the rustles that abound all around me as I listen
the glorious golds, reds and browns surround me
as I stand in a clearing drinking all the beauty in

blue eyed petri dish
with pupils like sea weed bits

washing in the shoreline
in barely tinkling waves

with sparkles of sunshine
over sandy reminiscences

calling unwet fingers
to remember

what it felt like
when life

was just
a vacation

A dull sky, heralds a storm
Atmospheric signs, rapidly born
Springs an outcome, to shake
A flood-plain, as sterile lake

Isolated-barren, gradually fills
As heavens water, downward spills
Zig-zag lightening, links the two
Turns earth-sky, dull grey on cue

Bird life, drops in to share
Pop-Up-water-feature, with care
Rain-fall ends, soak away begins
Return-to-flood-plain, removes din

Happy birds, a short time dipped
Lush bottomed water-bed, beaks nipped
Tasty morsels, trapped in wait
Nature's smorgasbord, for quick break

Short-term-feast, memories will make
As a human favourite, treats and cake.
Returning sun, brings rainbow perfection
Normality resolved, at nature's direction

Life so precious, balanced unique
Visual scene change, genuine treat
For humans and wildlife, who share
Earth given lifestyle, for all who care

there's a monkey on my bed
jumping from corner to corner
squirreling away all my dreams
some unpassported foreigner

this prehensile tale could
wait until the daylight
instead, I light the lamp
and scratch the pad tonight

fumbling glasses, searching pen
trying to convey mindful bits
caught in presleep's branches
before monkey flits and I forget

it always seems to be like this
eyes closed, trying not to think
primed primate moves my mind
incessantly adding a missing link

well aware from past experience
of what the monkey will take away
and hide among lush floral jungle
I write quickly what I hope to say

tomorrow, or soon, though maybe never
I'll pick up this scrape of note
to decipher what I meant last night
and continue what the monkey wrote

© agoodguy2have 2011-06-02

magnificent with it’s awesome power
natures impressive volcanic tower
destroying live with lethal fumes
flora and fauna the ash consumes
molten rock will bombard the land
skies are filled with deadly sand

youngest island in the world
grown so quickly as nature unfurled
gate way to hell at Hekla’s feet
and sister Katla prepares to greet
the youngest sibling stays close by
and caused disruption in the sky

the goddess of the earth will wake
of land and sea her hands will take
there's beauty in her grand display
a majestic life, then soon decay
so to the kettle as you reach your time
I pray you wait a little more time.

In the great woods
you'll find gallantry
there amongst the tree spirits
iron and blood
which is without their need
will not invoke them
for a parade of souls
who paid to the corn god
for succession of evils
wilt away in the groves
and as day gives to night
the fire festivals
come alive
to sacrifice the bull
blood amongst the young
and the garlands
roll in the wind
as we scrape the earth
in yearning
but let us burn the effigy
for Adonis to rise

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