Morning Beauty of Nature
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Flowers' Petals open up
When the sun wakes up.
Birds' chirping wakes up
All that Nature brings up.
The whole nature covers up
Its dizziness by wrapping up
Itself with golden envelope
That shows happy n lively set up
Of the mother Nature reared up.
Bees are into work, birds start up
Looking for their foods to eat up.
Village goes well with Nature's tie up
To enjoy those scenes before pack up
City is the last riser that gets up
Missing all the beautiful set up.
outstretched sprouting heads
life flowing through leaves
beauty of nature
Art!
Repeater of dialogues
In the past
With accurate information
Telling the story of nations
The tickets of history
Portraying the beauty of nature.
Art!!
The imagination
Influencer
Every painting
Produce a muse
Steadily giving useful messages...
Art!!!
The soul and spirit
Awakener
Taking the mind
To realms of fantasy
Creating ecstasy
Art is the heart healer.
In the garden where the shadows play,
Beneath the sun's warm, golden ray,
The flowers dance in the colours bright,
Whispering secrets, pure delight.
A gentle breeze begins to sigh,
As birds take wing and soar on high,
The trees stand tall, there leaves a-glow.
In the nature's arms, times seem to flow.
At dusk, the stars begin to gleam,
And night unfolds like a soft dream.
In the serene, enchanted space,
The heart finds peace, a warm embrace.
In the gardens, where flowers bloom,
The land scape is a loom.
The morning sunlight is so pure,
The sight it gives is obscure.
The trees in forests are discreet,
It is with beauty replete.
Sunlight bouncing off the streams,
Such that can only be seen in dreams.
In the darkness of the night,
The stars provide the light.
They shine like diamonds in the sky,
Guide the way from up high.
Mountains rise in to the clouds,
Their peaks are in a shroud.
Oceans filled with waves that gleam,
Wildlife lives in every stream.
All the beauties that you see,
Show how nature is serene.
It is a wonder, with all secrets,
And all the things it begets.
May we all be blessed to experience so much of nature’s beauty….
from the vastness of her landscapes,
to the symphony of her birds…
that we need to carry a thesaurus to describe it…
because we quickly run out of words.
Luminous miscellaneous adorn my crown,
Frills and strawberries,
Thorny circlet dusted with a light layer of twinkle,
As my eyes hysteric with confusion
muse on this loss.
I gather the lumps of loaf
crossing the border of light
toddling and traversing through the hues
of bent butter beauties
drooping into the worn old stone
one foot forward of the other
two stayed peering past
my grandfather built all this.
silver lick of hair stuck to his brow
that little rhythm in his hands
trembling like the trickles of water
heaved, trodden, beat and brandished
by the river rover.
oxidized poles decorated with patched quilts and marked clothes
trodden through top soil
of the hearth of the earth
will i even sense this again?
this burrowing thing inside of me
borrowed from ages long past their prime
will i too become another fleck on the sun scorched sill ?
Oh, there you are, my hummingbird;
Your chirping sound, I softly heard.
Little creature from the Almighty;
Slowly perch on top of the tree.
Waving up there, as you say hello;
With green leaves, some are yellow.
Dancing tree, how strong are you?
Strong wind, you go with the flow.
Wind, my friend, I feel your breeze;
I see your presence on the dancing trees.
Grey clouds cry, raindrops pour;
A little hummingbird began to soar!
Beauty of nature is so pleasant to see;
A wonderful sight even on a gloomy day!
A chirping bird on a dancing tree,
The wind and the rain look so free.
The bright sky tinged with cobalt hue,
shines like crystal face in dawn’s glow,
hanging clouds on smoky hills lie.
The sparkling stream mirrors sky’s blue,
pearls glisten on its surging flow,
loops in far valley I descry.
The bent banks spread jade carpet new,
spruce trees stand high in verdant row,
the frame of scene they beautify.
Nature’s splendor enthralls the sight,
suffuses my mind with delight.
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June 1, 2023
Image chosen : #2
Syllable count : 8 per line (HMS)
Rhyme checked with rhymezone.com
Contest : Trilonnet
Sponsored by : Joseph May
Amidst the woods, the rustling leaves,
The soothing sound, a soul receives,
Inhale the scents of nature's bloom,
A healing balm that lifts the gloom,
Nature's beauty, a sight to see,
It fills the heart with harmony,
With each step taken on the sod,
A peaceful calm, it brings to God.
The waves that crash upon the shore,
A symphony that I adore,
The salty breeze upon my face,
A kiss of nature's sweet embrace,
The seagulls soaring up above,
A perfect scene of peace and love,
With each wave that ebbs and flows,
A tranquil heart within me glows.
The mountains standing tall and proud,
Their rugged beauty calling loud,
The echoing songs of the birds,
A joyful sound that needs no words,
The mountain air so crisp and clean,
A wonderland of nature's dream,
In every mountain, valley, and glen,
A pure and simple joy within.
Beauty of nature…God’s great creation
Looking contentedly toward the horizon
Seagulls flying happily as the sun sets for the day
Calmness of waves amazingly lies on the deep sea
Gleaming like crystals, exhibiting purity
October 28, 2021
Something Beautiful 5 Line Rhyme Poetry Contest
Sponsored By: charles messina
3rd Place Winner
Oh beautiful nature!
Will u talk to me?
As I would explore the creatures,
Living among the trees.
I wish I were a flower,
The blessing I would shower.
Petals in yellow, green or red,
But in autumn, they all shed.
I wish I were a bird,
As my sweet song could be heard.
Far away from the place I sing,
Flying round and round with my wings.
I wish I were a tree,
All in green and brown.
Bearing some fruits for free,
As if a king wearing a crown.
Oh beautiful nature,
You are the only one, whose beauty is beyond imagination.
And exploring is such a fun,
To look forward to a new creation.
Signing off:-
Esha Dutt
When we were little twigs sprouting from the ground
I sensed something special in you I had found
Though we were different, I don't mean to sound sappy
Just a whiff of your aroma makes me so happy
As the wind blows your foliage in my face
My limbs long for your branches to embrace
Your curvy bough around my trunk weaves
Covering me with your beautiful green leaves
We live in the woods by sunny day and moonlit night
Although tangled together, touching your bark is a delight
As we continue to grow from our roots to the sky
We stand twisted forever together
Love is the reason why
A True Tree Story
(As told by Hackberry to Red Ash)
PS: As you look at us I hope you can see
God's beautiful creation
Was for you and not just me
When the sun rises
From between the verdant mountains,
And above the silent valleys…
It passes a tinge…
Of light-yellow and white,
Which delights the ones
Watching this magnificent sight.
The golden rays drive out the melancholy
From the body…
Which glitters under the sunlight.
Flowers bloom,
Honeybees and butterflies
Flutter over the aroma.
Caterpillars and earthworms wriggle and dance.
Birds fly to touch…
The golden spirit and blush.
When the sun sets,
It hides into lush green hills,
And creates an ocean of colours
First from light yellow to ochre
And then orange followed by crimson.
The sky filled with hues
Soon deepens into a sea of blues
Birds return to their nests.
And then… the sun disappears.
And we are left with a satisfactory gaze
O’! My heart sighs in relief,
Yet in pain…
Can we get any Earth like this again?
Marvelous
to transcend barriers
mountain ranges can’t span Your greatness…
Cascading
gloriously with grace
waterfalls expose Your blessings’ flow…
Though wondrous
like Eden’s paradise
virgin forests still praise Your grandeur…
Symphonic
in their melodic sounds
birds never fail to exalt* You, LORD.
*Psalm 34:3 O magnify the LORD with me, and let us exalt his name together.
March 8, 2021
1st place, "ALL YOURS (Mar 23)" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 3/22/2021.
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