Last Commented Nature Poems (1,977)

The man was weary and you heard his voice from afar soon the child cried out oh mommy please do not leave me behind as daddy cried out take shelter the storm is hitting now.
Rubbing hands together looking for the perfect spot to lay and rest was so many fighting for what once belong to him or his little sister.
Our nation is still and so many people saying what is going on the siren went off and so many ran for shelter and others wanted to watch.
Children torn as once was his toy room and parents looking to see what is the next step to go and where will we go tonight November rains and winds on the way in and the way out of Washington IL. So many feared and others just prayed and then it was still and then it was a mess of destruction as God has a plan and sometimes without an understanding.
Crying people who are weary as the community pulls together and individuals are claiming what once was their home but in altogether it is the sign of reality that times hit hard and could end soon.
“The core of the world as you read further in Matthew verse 12:39 as Jesus has spoken with the Pharisees” (King James Bible Mathew verse 12:39). Could not be spoken as the township of Washington IL, is broken and so many dismayed to what the earth will bring back.
God is good and so many were not touched and others where God uplifted so many as Church Bells rang on this particular day with high winds and higher weather hit in the 70’s and churches resume to hold on as others wondered if they would make it another moment until they saw the end of this day's disaster.
The reality of this is America can uphold the bad and the good so can we as God has that plan to rebuild and become who we were yesterday. Pulling together to detect what may of landed in a few towns close by a photo of the favorite pet or even a child or grandparent photo these are the memories that can be rebuilt but the home will never be the same unless you claim Jesus Christ as your Savior and this home will never have any distractions that lead to destruction like November 17th will forever be a scar on earth and a stone to what could just be the warning to what could be the end forever.

You lost little flower in wild happiness.
You are under the rainbow indeed.
You have built your nest of grass around you.
It is pretty but you are in need.
What are you up to you little thing?
Am i allowed to know?
Though i know and the answer is sun,
you ignore me and sing.
You sing to the sun with colours.
You sing to the sun with fear.
You need the day and it may,
with you always stay.

once upon a time
on a cold and snow day
to my surprise when I
looked out my window way
a big snow man standing
and in my drive way
I peeked out my head
and I though now who put you there
the snow man had wrapped
around his neck a
bright red scarf
a carrot for a nose
a smile that some one spray painted on
I thought Wow who blessed me and
put this snow man by my lawn
the snow man arms was made out of branches
off of a tree
with a red Santa hat on top of his head
and a small sign hung around his neck
saying Merry Christmas friend
I thought oh what the heck
I cant wait to tell my family this story
about,,,,,,,,,
once up on a time
a big snow man appear in my drive way
holding a sign,

When at last the sunlight has gone too far
Never really poking through winter clouds
Gathering pigeons near the chimneys are
Anxiously just making their warmth a crowd

Can you blame the hungry falcon up high
Survival only takes a moments dive
When panic starts the flock takes to the sky
Lest hunger need a reason to deprive

More the cycle of life goes round and round
Past horizons that measure night and day
For the cloaking night does enshrouds the ground
Make more its taste a spiritual buffet

For if all life were kind enough to live
How much more could we ever want to give

Some folks like to complain
And are very fickle
They fume when rain is falling
And fret at a mere drizzle

Wild birds and animals
They all need the rain
Which gives them water
For their lives to sustain

The plants and the trees
And all the lovely flowers
For them to grow and flourish
They also need the showers

The food crops that are grown
To provide food for us all
Each of them would perish
If the rain did not fall

So please think of these things
Before you start complaining
And creating a lot of fuss
The next time rain is falling

I am a pretty flower
all dressed up in blue
I love the falling rain
and the sunshine too

My mother is the plant
She feeds me every day
and keeps me looking bright
so I'm happy and gay

I have some friends
who come to visit me
one is a lovely butterfly
the other is a honey bee

I feed them with my nectar
and then they fly away
I tell them to come back
on another day

amidst the showers of welcoming rain
colours emerging are natures gain
shades of green from dark to light
an amazing backdrop till twilight
yellow bells catch my eye
fiery red flame tree enthuses my sigh
bouganvillea's purple is so unique
daisy white quite the treat
shimmering silver in the afternoon hue
the river lays quietly under the blue
blackbirds squawking on their way
as dark grey clouds head my way
soft pink sets a lovely mood
as the day ends not to be rude
i see the world as i should
full of beauty full of good
everyday i am blessed with what i see
my eyes a joy and there unique destiny........

For several thousands of years
you upheld the sacredness of Nature
avoiding wanton destruction
of plant and animal life
taking only what you needed
since their sacredness was
just as important to you
as the sacredness of humanity

When harvesting wild rice for food
you let some fall into the water
to produce crops for the future
Surrounding a pack of sheep
while hunting in the mountains
you let a male and female escape
so by their reproductive process
they would ensure the continuation
of their species

You saw your self as part of Nature
living in harmony with it
and not plundering it with greed
Your religion was to respect Nature
viewing all plants and animals
as parts of its magnificent fabric
Abuse of a part of it was
an abuse of the whole

Your way of life
provides valuable lessons
that can teach mankind how
to deal with today's ecological crisis
that threatens the survival
of all life on the planet
You were the genuine
Guardian of the environment

Weakened by the storms crossing my path
Strongest roots exposed as soil awashed
Leaning from a cliff, held only by an outcrop
Will I shudder in the cold of a cloudless night?
Or will I bake in the heat of the midday sun?

Quickly next to me you sprouted, grew!
Your branches in a flash caressing mine
You towered above my height oh so very fast
You sheltered my being with the shadow you cast
Entwined our roots now firmly on ground

Each wind that blows, that bends you; bends me
Each flood that suffocates your roots, suffocates me
Each twig plucked off you is protection robbed of me
Each branch broken is a branch that won't touch mine
Our roots entwined, take yours away and you take mine

25Oct13 gtp

Oh what beauty lies below; beyond the darkness is life so few even care to know.

My ear to the ground whispers a faint sound; My heart marvels of what a tiny world below.

For what is from above is the foundation of what is accomplished below.
The life force that nourished us is not from human hands.
But a world of its own nestled below.