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Details | Blank verse |

View It From Afar

To appreciate planet Earth,
start, with its snow capped mountains,
where sunbeams, morph crystals of ice,
into gems, of glistening light.

Witness, white clouds traverse its skies,
floating, on a vista of blue,
or a setting sun, smear scarlet,
onto puffs, of marshmallow white.

See jungles, at its equator,  
create a sash, of vibrant green,
and burnt sands, ripple its deserts, 
with shifting dunes, of tans and creams.

See its leafy forests, change from
deciduous, to evergreen,
and tundra, pitted with blue lakes,
fade, to stretches of virgin snow.

Watch, volcanoes erupt in flame,
spewing plumes, of ebony smoke,
and lava bleed, from gaping wounds,
while giving birth, to molten earth.

See, azure and aquamarine
waves, crested with white foamy froth,  
or tilted poles, capped in ice,
sparkling, like crystalline jewels.

View it from afar, as it spins
in the vacuum of space, like
a phantasmagorical
glossy, cerulean marble.


Written 02/02/2016

Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2016


Details | Italian Sonnet |

Down Fall

Within the warmth of home, I sit amazed
at the gentle fall of snow through window pane.
Cup of tea in hand, my layered thoughts unchain,
and tumble from the tip of tongue unfazed
to land upon a pristine page appraised,
aided by the silent fall through snowy pane.
Oh, the soft white wintry glow 'pon the lane
leaves a graceful drape, Lord be praised.

Within the warmth of home, I muse on themes 
of days to come and those gone bye and so,
I thank the Lord for all of nature's schemes,
for the gift of time, for peace, and for the snow. 
Oh, make the blanket deep, I wish to dream,
may all my days and 'morrows have this glow.



Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2013

Details | Shape |

Like A Moth To A Flame

================================================== u m b i l i c a l c o r d Is This Nature's Glory As a quarry? Alone and at peace A life, a new lease I pull up a piece of land Take a little time to mend This rainforest trembles An open window in shambles Sitting on my own made porch I fire up a configured torch Then lay under, should I say What is like a porch light ray And I wait for that one moth Amongst butterflies sought An unwanted reject Like me ready to eject Take me now in this lush With the roar of death; a hush And I will go, amongst this gift Gods Eden unquestioned; my lift My life to stop the bleeding of the land So I protect this marvel, hold her hand In sincere motion - there is a fusion I can do I can do Never say can't So I must chant Let my body meld With this forest held tight Me alone a window into the future slightly opened Maybe we are all like moths to a flame - penned ==================================================

Copyright © Maurice Yvonne | Year Posted 2016


Details | Sonnet |

An Ebony Tether

A scarlet sun, singes the edge of earth,
as darkness, swiftly spreads over the ground.
And its receding rays, give shadows girth,
swallowing, the last lingering light found.

Twilight fades, as shadows begin to creep,
loosely leashed, to an ebony tether.
And from the undergrowth, there's not a peep,
as dusk gathers, stray shadows together.

As the day shuts down, stars begin to show,
glittering, against a backdrop of black.
And tides of darkness, start to ebb and flow,
as dusk, welcomes their flickering lights back.

Shadows, shackle silhouettes to the night,
awaiting dawn, and the first rays of light.

Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2017

Details | Verse |

Sun in - Sun out

 Extreme Sunset


Brimstones past the clouds 
Highlight against the ocean line
Beautiful sunset, warm texture
Warning, the rooster's asleep!

Glorious yellow and orange mixture 
My source of great inspiration
Unmatch - beauty mark In the sky
The horizon is ready for nightfall 


 ~*~

Copyright © SKAT A | Year Posted 2013

Details | Ballade |

All Things Beautiful

Walking alone past the reeds blowing lace,
Stroking the oak by the old wooden gate,
Guided by trust to my lovers embrace,
Pouring my heart into leaves as they bate
Wind into dancing as feet hesitate,
Just long enough to find rhythm, I trace
Patterns in air as the pollen creates -
Fair is the face of the Lords given grace...

Sky paints a picture for moon in dark space,
Vast driven oceans of life demonstrate
Love for the mountainous deserts displaced,
Each born anew, by the wind to its fate -
Seamless infinity’s natural state,
Is seeing your eyes on another’s kind face
And Finding forgiveness for those who breed hate,
Fair is the face of the Lords given grace

Out in the sun as light seeks out its place,
Faith comes to breathe as it encapsulates
Bodies of men where his truth is encased,
Dreamers whose dreams become true and innate,
Their journey is hard but rewarding and great
Where love can be found but cannot be replaced
And words that when written just right captivate,
Fair is the face of the Lords given grace...

Each breath I breathe makes me appreciate
How beautiful life is, how rich and how chaste -
Nature’s perfection is light incarnate,
Fair is the face of the Lords given grace...


copyright Kristin Reynolds 2008

Copyright © Kristin Reynolds | Year Posted 2008

Details | Triolet |

Squirrels

Spunky squirrels gather up nuts,
stashing them safely out of view.
In order to stuff their fat guts,
spunky squirrels gather up nuts. 
With bulging cheeks and fat round butts, 
you love to see them passing through.
Spunky squirrels gather up nuts,
stashing them safely out of view.

You love to see them passing through,
scampering around the garden.
Though they may eat a nut or two,
you love to see them passing through.
Digging holes they burry a few,
before the ground starts to harden.
You love to see them passing through,
scampering around the garden.

So if you have time in your day
Quietly spy on them at play,  
Unafraid, they won't run away,
Instead they tend to be quite bold,
Remember to just watch, not hold.
Rabies is something you should fear, 
Enjoy them from afar, not near.
Loping along from tree to tree,
Scurrying free for all to see.

Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |

There's A Place

There's a place
a place I so long to go
distanced from the distractions
of the day
tilted and tucked away 
far from the promised road
of yesterday's dream

Where the yellow fragrant flowers 
only speak of love
each lucent petal pulling
at a piece of my heart
and the gentle breezes 
holding me ever close

There's a place
a place I so long to be
where green spacious mountains
sing out towards the heavens
where abundant butterflies float
oh so gallantly 
along crystal clear rivers 
and with my thoughts 
run fast and free

Oh leave that primrose path
and with the wind come along
embrace unknown possibilities
push past predictability 
and live life with a visibility
at a pace that is meant to last


Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2016

Details | Light Poetry |

The Wonderful Journey Of The Butterfly

This beautiful journey begins
From a courtship routine
The male perch themselves on leaves
And create a glorious scene
Waiting for a female 
Just to fly on by
Now he has his chance
But, she’ll be the one to decide



The male needs to find out
Whether she’s been fertilised
If she’s already pregnant
He’s soon going to realise
She’ll release a powerful chemical
Which is called ‘pheromone ‘
That tells him she’s unavailable
So he might have to fly and roam



Soon after they have mated
She looks for a place to lay
Laying her tiny eggs
Mostly oval in shape
She can lay two hundred or more
Just in a single day
But she needs to find a milkweed
On this beautiful sun spring day



The tiny little caterpillars
Start to grow inside
Eggs no bigger that a pin heads
And thats no word of a lie
They feed on the milkweed
And the enzymes in the egg
Until these little caterpillars
Start growing up really big



Now when they hatch
From their eggs
They will eat and eat and eat
Eating up everything
Of those milkweed leaves
They will start expanding
Getting bigger and bigger
Shedding their skin several times
Now that is really clever



Then they just stop eating
And know their time has come
For their stunning transformation
Four stages have begun
They’re find a special twig or leaf
And hang them-selves upside down
Then spin a silky cocoon
Where they won’t be found



It’s called metamorphosis
Turned into a shiny chrysalis
Inside the caterpillars’ changing
Into a beautiful butterfly
It dissolves itself into a soup
That’s truly organised
Inside a process is taking place
It’s forming disc’s, a body, a face



This wonder of nature you can see
When they emerge victoriously
This transition takes some time
For the birth of an exquisite butterfly
One of nature’s beautiful scenes
Celebrating new birth in spring
The reproduction of a butterfly
A remarkable cycle, that does not die




© Copyright KC.Leake
6th April 2015
All Rights Reserved




  

Copyright © kevin leake | Year Posted 2015

Details | Limerick |

September

September lovely September
Immerse us in colorful splendor
The next thirty days
Please thrill and amaze
With beauty we'll always remember

September lovely September
Embrace Mother Nature so tender
She may blush bright red
Turning down flower beds
While summer honorably surrenders

September lovely September
Full moon of harvest you'll render
Though lovers may stare
And dreamers may dare
You'll always be autumn's defender
 

   original poem by Daniel Turner

Copyright © Daniel Turner | Year Posted 2016

Details | Verse |

- Sensual And Beautiful -


                      The sun disappears in the horizon somewhere
                          it's not just me who regards the beauty
                           The horizon is a lovely color spectrum
                              The sky is like a watercolor paper
                                The colors float across the sky
                             Small narrow clouds create stripes
                        The sun drink some water from the ocean
                           Dipped its colors carefully in the ocean
                                  Playing a bit with  the waves
                                       It is an amazing sight
                                    The colors are so intensive
                                     It is sensual and beautiful
                         The sun disappears in the horizon somewhere
                                        I do not know where
                        but it has given me an inner peace and pleasure






03.04.2013
A-L Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved

Copyright © Sunshine Smile | Year Posted 2013

Details | Quatrain |

A Walk On The Beach

Rough winds blowing
Washing wild waves ashore
Scattering about seashells
It always makes me want more

Copyright © Brittany Larson | Year Posted 2015

Details | Haiku |

SUN SPLIT HAIKU

early morning sun a brand new day is dawning hear the cockerel crow sun beams from heaven with uplifting mellowness they brighten up our world scorching hot sunshine summer has arrived at last eat cooling ice cream cones beautiful sunset spectacular orange sky soon darkness will descend Contest Split Haiku Sponsored by Mystic Rose 04~03~16

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2016

Details | Rhyme |

You're Beautiful My Country

You’re beautiful my country where mountains gather snow.
Where forest giants of many years are left alone to grow.
Where rivers in your forest still run so crystal clear.
You’re beautiful my country where lyrebird’s carol near.

You’re beautiful my country where lakes are rolled with mist.
Where breaking of your new dawn each leaf with dew is kissed.
When sunrise hems the eastern clouds to silhouette your hills.
You’re beautiful my country when I feel your morning chills.

Your wagon ruts are distant, drifting further back in time.
Through outback and forest, last century scars are hard to find.
Where our pioneer gantry’s stood over mullock heaps laid bare.
Tramlines descended from your bush, campfires filled your open air.

We’ve made grasslands out of forests. Farm where swamp used to be.
From underground raised mountains. Drowned glens for inland sea.
Yet with changing of your face you still refuse to die!
You’re beautiful my country where working hands apply.

Pounding seas and raging storms with shoreline intertwine.
Drought and flood have given strength to balance keenly fine.
When plagues of foreign culture descend upon your soil, 
your protection shows no mercy to those prepared to spoil.

You’re beautiful my country when you are touched by spring.
The warming of your weather brings forth your birds to sing,
with every note a feeling, that gives our spirit drive.
You’re beautiful my country when your bush land comes alive.

You’re beautiful my country with vastness of your plains.
In every seed a green-ness ‘til falling of the rains.
When your barren dusty ranges burst into a fragrant high.
You’re beautiful my country beneath our southern sky.

Copyright © Lindsay Laurie | Year Posted 2016

Details | Acrostic |

Breathtaking

Breathtaking

B illions of years ago the universe was born
R evealing a resplendent beauty that was and is
E verything and more one could expect from
A n amazing designer and architect and
T imekeeper, beyond all human  understanding
H eavenly bodies and beings, celestial phenomenon
T hat is incomprehensible in it´s complexity
A nd simplicity in syncronicity with heavenly
K indness and grace towards the human race
I gniting within us a humility of heart and spirit
N ever negating in our minds eye the unimaginable
G lory that is to be revealed for our eternal blessing.

John Derek Hamilton
March 07,2016

Copyright © John Hamilton | Year Posted 2016

Details | Quatrain |

Summer Nights in the South

Summer Nights in the South Green fireflies blink in the quiet of night and our sleeping old dog heaves a sigh. Dreaming, she sprints through a youthful blue sky chasing delicate clouds, cotton-white. A red-sunset tanager* colors the warm air from a perch in the majestic oak limbs above professing by lullaby, sincerely devoted love, like some sublimely recited evening prayer. I lay back and smile, through the leaves, at the moon to the sound of crops rippling in the breeze thinking how precious are nights such as these when alone, with the Earth I commune.
*Summer Tanagers (Piranga rubra) are native to the southern U.S. but are not true tanagers. They are actually members of the cardinal family. 08/01/15 Submission for Contest: Nature Poems Only Hosted by: Shadow Hamilton

Copyright © The Grahamburglar | Year Posted 2015

Details | Sonnet |

Sweet Dixie

A land unto its own as old as dirt
Condemned by voguish northern state of mind
This realm you'd be hard-pressed to disconcert
Though his'try would prefer it be maligned

The secret twisted oak and winding creek
The tapestries of moss that grace the swamp
They whisper in a language few can speak
Revealing true that fair southern beauchamp

There is no match for tender Georgia peach
To Cajun gumbo nothing can compare
And off the Apalachicolan beach
Fresh oysters make the finest southern fare

Sweet Dixie with your blemishes and charms
No place I'd rather be than in your arms



Jan. 4, 2017
The American Deep South - That magical swath spanning from east Texas eastwards and upwards through to the Carolinas
For the contest by Silent One Re: Sonnet About Where I Live

Copyright © Carolyn Fish | Year Posted 2017

Details | Free verse |

Flowers Emerge

            Flowers Emerge

Impose your will on the pretty flowers as you may
Trans-formative wonderment of nature 
Entrenched, defiled, they pop up any way in clusters
Vivacious are the colors above the solid stem
Cut cold to death, decay and pain, to follow winters grip    
Excellence defined in the ability to survive
Dangerous are the forces that persist to derogate them    
Yet they prevail against all odds
Death comes but they regenerate
Grass is their shield.  Dirt is their pillow there
Negative winds carry with them ice
Reds and yellows grow on below the sun
Visceral, strangled roots, fragile faces, petal soft, grow cold
Ingenious species, green with envy on the leaf, rise again
A Cacophony of nature’s birds and bees disturbs the peace  
Flowers come in abundance, remain, friendly on the green
Distinguished in divine fashion, exquisite, generous to the last 
Elevated smiles on pollen grains contain the seed of life
Flowers emerge, aware of life
 

11/22/14 Poetry Contest - "Encounters With Flowers"

Copyright © Earl Schumacker | Year Posted 2014

Details | Monorhyme |

Nature Prayer

Above the grass, a-buzz with bees upon a mellow summer breeze, the morning sun warms by degrees and from my sleepy memory flees the smother of the night’s unease which led me broken, to my knees. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Might I accept that what one sees in humble moments such as these by skyward visions through the trees entranced by warbling ancient seas these secret, sacred reveries piercing, piercing, my soul appease. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Thus, when swallowed by disease or trapped between realities oh might I grasp, and ever seize my God, I beg, I beg it please; the healing warmth of summer breeze to guide me whole, back from my knees.
5/13/16 *Inspired by (but not entered in) the Nature Monorhyme contest hosted by Shadow Hamilton. -Great Contest Idea!

Copyright © The Grahamburglar | Year Posted 2016

Details | Verse |

Dew

      o o o o o o o o o o
    oo        DEW       oo
       o o o o o o o o o 

Drops from heaven, sprinkled
    delicately by God
      directly on flowers
        disappearing during
      daytime under sun rays
    designed for natural
delight and refreshment.

  ---------------------
        28.8.16

Copyright © Jo Daniel | Year Posted 2016

Details | Verse |

NATURE


Nearly everyday, the 
     nascency of new lives 
         never fails to inspire;
Nature's numinous blush 
     narrates an old story -
Nightingale or nacre, 
     noble designs of God.


05/01/2017

Copyright © Jo Daniel | Year Posted 2017

Details | Free verse |

A mother's treasures

A solitary piece the diamond
precious rare gem most treasured
by those lucky enough to hold
Once in possession it is rarely out of grasp
Like the gemstone the mother 
requires very specific conditions
in holding fast her (family/) childrens love
Treasured forever in her heart
she will go out of her way
to preen and protect them
holding them dear to her
deep within her maternal safe – the heart
closely guarded by the mind
Her infatuation of all treasures to her 
are totally understandable
especially when you think to the complexity
of structure and process taken in creation
Just as from the ‘unbreakable’ in ancient greek
this allotrope of carbon
with strength of bonding between atoms
is representative of that strong love
between mum and child
The maternal being could be compared
to the superlative physical qualities of the stone
Even the characteristic luster
of this gem so prevalent from its ability
to disperse light and colour
compared to the many strengths 
roles and qualities of the mother
seen by the many she deals with daily
A most high pressured job 
versus the high pressured temperature
within the Earths mantle
that forms the delightful rock it gives birth to
Infants delight and ignite the forbearer
just as the jewel would dazzle the room
a mother’s love encaptures the magical luster
of those she’s birthed and nothing
stands inbetween this richest of cargo’s

Copyright © Anna-Marie Docherty | Year Posted 2013

Details | Alliteration |

Beautiful Butterfly

Brilliant blue butterfly Frequently fluttering freely Delicately dancing on dahlias Softly soaring skyward Buddleia bushes brimming with beauty Enchanting everyone’s eyes 6th July 2014

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2014

Details | Haiku |

Summer Haiku

pink shells on brown hand
     as blue water lap white sands
           keen contrast of colors









15 April 2015
Picture Perfect Haiku #2
Sponsor: SKAT A



Copyright © KP Nunez | Year Posted 2015

Details | Personification |

I AM A WATER LILY

I AM A WATER LILY When blue skies kiss whisper and queer ripples quiver... I drink on sun rays and bathe from falling rain, I stand there afloat: graceful and reserve. From pink petals shimmer, I flush also a moonlit snow, honeyed aroma I puff and puff chasing wind curves thrilling some senses, awakening some nerves! Upon gush and waves of bursting rainbow colors, I lay atop, my rhizomes rise, they waft.... Around my roots are croaking frogs and slimy eels, they thrive for I supply their daily meals. Day by day in my life, I live to be pure, my heart beckons heaven yet my roots down here... Even if currents trample me and storms blow me, upon seas and oceans, I trip like a sailing ship but upon force, upon wonders I shall abide giving my everything-- my best white shots! _____________________________________________________ Note: Rhizomes - a horizontal plant stem with shoots above and roots below serving as a reproductive structure ~~WATER LILY ---purity of heart ~~ Sponsor Andrea Dietrich Contest Name Picture Yourself as a Flower! Placed 5th... O.E. GUILLERMO 10:29 am, May 05, 2015

Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser | Year Posted 2015

Details | Haiku |

touched by a feather

clouds caress the sky with a trail of white feathers... grass tickles our toes
............................................. 7/13/15 For Skat's Contest: "Feathers"

Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2015

Details | Personification |

SPRING

S - P - R - I - N - G Ah! Harsh cold winter must be tired, his grip weakening, he breathes his last. The frowning skies finally crumble fast revealing downy blue clouds that waltz The sun blows kisses of shine--- like a rainfall touching, caressing but melting adagio the white icy coats among branches... The blossoms sultry strip to loosen their curves then upon naked arms of trees curls the color green trembling with symptoms of spring. Birds twiddle free to sound like thrums. Evergreen trees duet as they whistle to calm tunes of nippy breeze. All around a choir blushing fountain hues of brown, red, pink and yellow. Animals long-hiding from hugs of frost now stands. They burst with grins and jolts-- like squirrels bouncing up and down. Butterflies outstretch wings flutter by! Snow that clogs and plugs finally weeps-- running dry with the heat rising slow on air. It stirs sweet liquid pearls to tip-toe on leaves and petal's swells. Buzzing bees chase fresh floating nectar... Lured, they dance on merry-go-round in the warm bosom of smiling sunshine. Coats and boots all pack and rolled away, chuckles and giggles tickle the daytime flair as little children prance to do some plays. _____________________________________________ POEM OF THE DAY -- JANUARY 07, 2015 Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton Contest Name: Seasons Placed 1st ©O.E. Guillermo 06:49 pm, January 01, 2015

Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser | Year Posted 2015

Details | Cinquain |

Weeping Willow

                                             
                                              The tall
                                        Weeping willow
                                     Waves majestically
                        Somehow she seems to be haunted
                                             Moaning

                                              Maybe
                           She’s merely airing her branches
                                   In the windy meadow
                                       Being heard by
                                              Spirits


Written by Brenda Meier-Hans
Fall 2012
This is know as a Mirror Cinquain
5 Lines + 5 Lines
Syllables 1-2  2-4  3-6  4-8  5-2        6-2  7-8  8-6  9-4  10-2

Copyright © Brenda Meier-Hans | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse |

World above the clouds

Far away from this bonded crowd,
Far away from these layers of 
shroud,
Oh wings of the air glide me away,
To the world, world above the 
clouds.

To the giant mountains of mist,
Where sparkling houses of rain 
will 
be built,
World beneath where would be 
moving,
And sun rays where will be cold 
and soothing.

Where I won’t be bound by laws,
And I could speak freely about 
the 
things I love aloud,
Yeah to the world with cloud 
above the clouds,
Where everything just everything 
will be allowed.

Sliding on morning dews that stays 
till night,
Diving in the night’s sky that looks 
like morning light,
With no paths to follow,
I’ll glide free and fast,
Yawing, pitching, bouncing, 
shouting,
Like the endless penumbra it’s 
unknown where I’ll last
Yeah endless it is,
And it’s unknown where I’ll last



For Above the CloudsContest
I think I am late :-( posting this 
anyways

Copyright © Shiraz Iqbal | Year Posted 2013

Details | Haiku |

'beautiful sunset'

a sublime sky view
oranges, yellows, bronze effects...
mellow clouds blend in
Entry: Sunset(Haiku) Sponsor: P.D. Written by: Carol Brown Written on: 11/05/2011 7th Place Winner

Copyright © Carol Sunshine Brown | Year Posted 2011