Best Nature Poets Poems

When farthest fields of tall
           grasses are dry and harshly mown. 
Then, wildflowers to the...

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When the river runs dry


When the river runs dry, tears of sorrow fill this poets eyes
The words just won't flow, as the blank page clearly...

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Apples red, apples round.

Apples frozen on the ground.

Yellow-mellow apples,

many speckled, bruised and brown.

Henry ate them

when he went wooding.

Said they tasted like apple pudding....

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" I wandered lonely as a cloud "
                 ...

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He watches and wait,
the prey unaware of his gaze
But he hungers no longer for flesh
He chases after the spirit of the wind ...
White Wolf in...

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The Quality of Mercy.
A mouse doesn't ask for mercy from a cat. It can't meow the syllables.
Though its stomach is full, the cat,being unacqainted with...

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‘Water’ seems a fitting title
of this rhyme on something vital
for the beings we take care of
and the others we’re aware of.
 
Life on Earth depends...

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Frosty takes his leave
melting snow on the hillside
Spring has her warm ways...

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I've tried the moon titled in air 
Above a hazy tree-and-farmhouse cluster 
As you might try a jewel in your hair 
She sat quietly deaf...

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Old-fashioned beauty kissed by morning dew,
In summer-rain her dreams reflect the sun,
And poets ponder magic she can do,
As worldly things the mind must surely shun,
Her...

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works like a cute bee
to produce the pure honey
for you sure and me...

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a poetic heart ~
isolated and unique
as a Baikal Dzen

2 January 2021
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BAIKAL DZEN/ZEN
The rings are caused by warm, circular currents of water under the ice, called...

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poetic licence... the freedom of the pen...
to transcribe what... where... why and when...
dancing daffodils in tune with spring...
tiny bluebells... o we could hear them ring...

spring...

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Raindrops falling on windowpane
     cloudy grey sky with lightning vein
Upon close look, a lilac hue
     and tiny...

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Wordsmithing and living
are like communicating and loving
through a camera lens
when you could just lay down your language-camera,
to step into face-to-face space,
rather than stepping aside from...

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