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Holiday Nature Poems | Nature Poems About Holiday

These Holiday Nature poems are examples of Nature poems about Holiday. These are the best examples of Holiday Nature poems written by international PoetrySoup poets

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Details | Tanka |

gunmetal clouds

gunmetal clouds part
and sunlight streams on a hill
that holds poppy wreaths 
      the wet cenotaph now gleams
      while a vet faces its glare   


Details | ABC |

O' Christmas Card

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              *                               *
A bountiful cascade, delivers enchantment,     *    *
             featuring, glittering holograms.
           *
Iridescent jubilance, kindles loveliness.       *
 
Moonlight nestles over peaceful quietude.

Resplendent stars, twinkle,           *
            uncovering velvet’s wonderland.   *

                                         Xanadu's yuletide zeal 



For the Contest: Snow ABC
Sponsored by yasmin khan
By Carrie Richards 3/13/12


Details | Sonnet |

Enigma Of Time

Arriving there, open door to floors bare
Moist was air, dwelling effusive with peace
The enigma of time began to cease
Oblivion to all but ocean, just stare

Simplicity for a few days; nowhere
To go, timeless, watch Gulls instead of Geese
Yesterday's ravenous problems release
Now live on sublime seaside oasis' air

Aster, Willow won't sway in zephyr this day
Only kaleidoscope color 'pon water shone
Exquisite view for me, myself, alone
This ecstasy delight not auspice by they

Lilac, Lily doesn't bloom, chrome rust away
Impervious bug repellent glistens in defiant stone

Contest: Secret


Details | Burlesque |

Redneck FATHER'S DAY------

***NOTE~TO BE READ WITH A RIDICULOUS "SILKY SOUTHERN DRAWL" (have fun:)***



"Storm over yet...?"

"Well hay'ell ye'ah! 
 woo-hoo!
 sum'body git me a da'gumm cole beer.
 whadda'bou  that boy th'er?
 sum'body git him'a cole beer too!"

"Diddy! that boy ain't nothin' but 8 years old!"

"Wha'choo sayin? 
 wha'th'a?
 na'I don't give a jolly'durn, if he ain't nuttin but 8 year'owed!
 shoot! 
 'dat boy dun' sat him thr'ew a big ol', storm! 
 torna'durr warnin' too!
 he gonna have him'a cole burr;  
 on me!"
 my treat!
 mama, git him'a cole burr! 
 ro'tt now; 
 ya'here?
 besides...
 ta'days father's day!" 



© 2011  ~JSLambert Esquire

   










Details | Cinquain |

Snowflake

                                         SnowFlake
                                      Unique, Frozen
                                Falling, drifting, Shoveling
                              Catching one on your tongue
                                            CRYSTAL


Details | Haiku |

Playing Peek A Boo {Edit}

<                             coniferous tree
                       playing peek a boo .... shuffle                                
                              candid smiles glisten


{ Christmas }






Entry For
Deborah Guzzi's
Holiday Haiku Contest
G.L. All


Details | Free verse |

The Autumn Affect

There's something unspecific about the autumn nights
A certain shade of color that uplifts my inner child's eyes
Beside a cashmere moon Venus and Jupiter shine bright
Complimented by a sea of blinking infinite twilight
The scent of burning oak lingers in the air from home made fires
Reminiscent of a time when this man was just a child
Careless and so free to dream and any dream to live
Like feathers floating across a field carried by the wind
As a gentle breeze blows through the leaves shivering delightful gloom
Unlike flowers of springtime the disheveled autumn vibrance bloom
Leaves crackle beneath my feet along the skeleton tree path
Where I try to find my peace or a song to make me laugh
The air is so much crisper and also soothing when I breathe it in
Underneath a starry sky and brighter constellations of Heaven
Amidst the trail I pass a lovely couple holding hands
While their children run aside frolicking in a playful dance
An old man and his wife admire the view from a wooden bench 
With smiles on their face as if nostalgia is still their closest friend
Its these specific autumn affects that bring me sorrows and joy
Reminding me of all theses things Ive wanted as a man since I was a little boy 
Its times like these that I wish I wasn't always so alone
Because I would light an fire with my family and call it home


Details | Verse |

- Sun Umbrella -



                                       Sitting under my sun umbrella
                                    The ocean is my wonderful painting
                                     The sun shines on the small waves
                              Far in the distance I can glimpse a small boat


                                       I must have my sunglasses on
                       The sun heats I have shadow under my sun umbrella
                                    The sand on the beach is burning hot
                     The waves along the beach creates scratches in the sand








Turkey 23. 09. 2012
A-L  Andresen :)


Details | Free verse |

On a Breezy Evening

  
A   breezy  evening,   vernal   blossoms
strewn  across  the  mountain face.
where  my  brood  and  my  kin,
we  herded  out  picnicking;
drinking  in  the  crisp  air  of   spring.

In  picnic  baskets  our  feast;
cheese  rolls,  peaches and  strawberries.                                 
Wafting   aroma   of   food  on   the   grill.

At  their  play,  running  around;
Sons  and  daughters.                      
Their  pure  joy  that  lingers. 
A  lazy  day  on  all  that  lush  green.

Whiff  of  scented  air  sifting  through  the  leaves,
from  somewhere  far  off  scattered  trees.                                 
At  the  foot  of  the  hill  there was,
of  myriad  colors a  shallow  water  pool.
... And  the  lull  waves  of  deep  blue  sea.

Under  our  sun  hats  
trimmed  with  ribbons  and  laces,                              
we  sat  back  and  lay;
soaking  up  the  divine  serenity.

Sometime  then  the  wind  grew  strong,                        
and dark  clouds  loomed  in  the  horizon.
Thrilled  kids  leapt  up high,
Floating  frisbies  caught  adrift.
Girls  exuding  their  unbridled  joy;
their long  pigtails  streaming  in  the  breeze.

An    image    vivid    in    mind,
of    hankies    flying,  
seemed  like  all   had  grown  wings white;
become    meandering    butterflies.


..    


4th place in the contest
For the contest : "Picnic Time"
Sponsored by Carol Brown.                                                 
 
        


Details | Haiku |

Sentimental You

<                                      amidst flocked needles ...
                                        woven ornament strewn ...
                                               a star is ... born














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