Nature Poems (1,977)

Once again spring is on her way
gone are the icy fingers of winter.
Birds are busy building their nests
buds on the trees ready to bloom.

Long days beckon the sleepy sun
to spread her warmth to the lands.
Eagerly plants spring back to life
bees and butterflies flit around.

At last there is colour once again
gone the drab grey of winter.
My heart lightens with such joy
singing along with earth's beat.

Everywhere I walk on these hills
I see signs of life springing up anew
The moors full of lambs bleating
and skipping with heartfelt delight.

Majestic autumn welcome home,
As summer yields to slumber,
To flaunt your leafy vibrant hues,
Of yellow, gold and umber.

From whence do all your colours come,
That paint your wondrous scenes,
Do fairies brush from pots of gold,
And daub the failing greens.

An Ivy drapes across the wall,
Some leaves have turned maroon,
Did some warm droplets trickle from,
That haunting blood red moon.

The woodland dons an auburn dress,
With flecks of brown and Dun,
And shades of Amber stolen from,
A falling evening sun.

The days grow short, cool nights are long,
As forests shed their leaves,
Sharp sickles fell the ripened wheat,
In rows of golden sheaves.

The Squirrels start to gather food,
Migrating birds are still,
God's creatures all prepare their homes,
For Winters icy chill.

Behold the seasons russet hues,
This variegated spree,
So cast an eye and celebrate,
Such pure Autumnity.

Delicate merge, of pinks and blues
over a sky, with beautiful rosy hues
As a baby's quilt, gentle pastels fade
Awe inspiring moments, nature made

As night-time eases, to overtake
Day time, as the sunshine makes,
Hasty retreat, allowing the night
To take its place, dark from bright

Gentle shades, must soon disappear
Spring twilight, in peace without fear
Preparing all, for the summer to come
Time for cooler nights, from summer... run....

The heart of man is very much like the sea.

It has its storms.
It has its tides.

And in its depth it has its pearls too.

Tiny birds eggs, speckled-opaque
Australian opals, natural gems make
Golden honey to sticky toffee, glows
Gum-topaz, as sun worshippers know

Beauty unique, nature develops-grows
Like glistening white, flakes of snow
Ice, diamonds and crystal shine
Gold-rosy hues, the sunset signs

Some see beauty, in thunder skies
Shaking heavens, as a giants sighs
Followed by rainbows, giver of hope
Natural ways, that help us cope

Some like peaceful country scenes
Others seek ocean, supreme and serene
Or head for bright lights, city sounds
Searching their peace, wherever found

Experience from life, pleases their soul
Seeking within, to make themselves whole
No real rules, can make that special day
You find your path, to find your own way......

Thoughts get lost, in a sky of navy blue
One searches with care, seeking a clue
As stars twinkle, so bright and so high
In depth and beauty, of a night time sky

Escaping thoughts fly, as small shiny lights
Reflecting on still waters, as flashes of white
Waves crash and creep, upon a silent shore
Vacuum felt in a moonless night, chilly and raw

Dark clouds travel with great haste, eager to go
Out of sight and reach, as if escaping hidden foe
Allowing the moon's glow and presence, to be seen
Night can then finally be mystic, silent and serene ......

A lonely man,
At a lonely bar,
Both put together,
Seems to only go but so far,-
A loud woman,
On a loud street,
And for the right price,
She doesn't care who she meets,-
A drunk wino,
And his bottle,
As he's slurring his words,
He's falling into full throttle,-
Just another night,
In the city,
Better than the day, baby
Bright and pretty,--

The high hippie,
High in the clouds,
Knowing that there is no way,
To bring him down,-
An old lady,
Sitting on an old bench,
Watching the children play,
There she sits,-
Just stop to wonder,
Of how time flies,
Best get moving,
Before you die,--

Just check out the kids,
In the kids arcade,
Just look and listen,
They have a lot to say,-
The drunk wino,
And his new full bottle,
And as begins to slur his words,
He's kicking into full throttle,-
Just another day,
In the city,
Better than the night, baby
Bright and pretty

There's nothing like a swirling sea
Rough-energetic, turmoil to see
Wind adds drama, to coastal scene
Far across the harbour, cool green

Shoreline to hills, a natural frame
Contrasting scene, vibrant not tame
Swooping seabirds, haunting eerie sound
Feeling of being isolated, on rocky ground

Noisy moments pass, in erratic rush
Swamped by sea-spray, soak not crush
Nature enhanced, negative turmoil
Released thoughts, mind uncoils

In time nature can heal, once again
Splatter of spray, releases pain
To carefully walk, away in peace
Mixed emotions fade, as trauma cease......

Nature a healer, after exposure to sea
Watching movement, as wind blows free
Rough raw beauty, nature acts as host
As evening closes in, grey becomes a ghost

when he whistles
in bright notes
carried on the wind
down into the valleys
the distant dogs
howl
so he rocks
as an effigy
billowed before
the flames
then laughing
at his own shadow
in rolling cadences
such spirited mirth
lain in the grasses
with folded hands
For am I not
shackled to the sky
he calls
as an eagle to its nest
yet 'tis where I rest
between the peaks

Erratic weather patterns, warn us of spring
New buds burst, as falling raindrops sing
Followed quickly by sunshine, so bright
Dawn comes early, flooding a sky with light

From whipping winds, trees are stirred awake
Brown twigs and branches, green clad make
A cheerful change, knowing they'll be dressed
In leaves and blossom, their beauty caressed

A warming sun, becomes a heater for the soil
Four seasons every year, proof nature is loyal
Soon newborn creatures, will welcome each day
As colour lifts a scene, turning dull winter... gay

Each day as changes, more apparent become
We welcome a new season, and warming sun
Springtime herald, for the long summer ahead
Waking in dawn light, young children go to bed

With curtains closed tightly, to block out light
Or they will be restless, and want to take flight
Staying outside longer, to enjoy longer days
Sleep is important, time tomorrow will allow play.

Thoughts turn to beach walks, with family and friends
Bar-B-Que and bare feet, carefree bike rides send
Whether rural or city life, all ages are eager to share
For seasonal changes, indifference is certainly rare.....