Best Naturemay Poems
January brash and bold,
Brings the worst of winter's cold.
February's stay is brief,
Green sprouts showing some relief.
March may come in like a lamb
And soon become ferocious ram.
Changeling April flirts a bit
And well may have a stormy fit.
We revel in the days of May
And beg her to extend her stay.
We could not bear she leave so soon
Did she not bequeath us, lovely June.
When perfection comes, it comes in June
While July plays a hotter tune.
August can be warmer still.
September brings a welcome chill.
October can go either way
With cooler night and warmer day.
November comes with wind and rain
Predicting winter's wrath again.
December brings the holidays
Silver bells and Christmas plays.
These happy times help us forget,
About December's snow, a bit.
Accept each month the best you can.
God needs them for His yearly plan.
By: Joyce
A river may babble
The wind may sigh
A cloud may rumble
Are they any more at peace than I?
Oceans may swell
Volcanoes erupt
And a dam can burst
Do their hearts stop as abrupt?
Tornadoes may destroy
Lightning strikes from the sky
And an earthquake can ruin all:
Do they hurt any more than I?
Spring has sprung
The grass is ris'
I wonder where the flowers is?
The flowers of joy
The flowers of sorrow
The petals fall
I may never live
To see the 'morrow
I see a fresh running stream
A beautiful stream
Is it real,
Or a punishing dream?
I wade my feet in its waters
It's cold but jolly
I like that, it's a lot like life
Ahead are fresh wild berries
The berries may not be ripe
But poisonous and deadly
I am not afraid
And I taste with the wild look
Of the devil inside me
Sometimes the noble beast of man
Becomes calloused and fails to see
The wonders of mother nature
Whose beauty is my greatest master
I find a tree
Sit and close my eyes
With thoughts
And a smile.
Blanket of White
Blanket of white, cold as a stare
Cover my staple, bury my share
Probing beneath to feed my habit
One green morsel for a starving rabbit
Blanket of white, no bend nor give
Loosen your grip, that I may live
Blanket of white, frozen treasure
Liquefying to my displeasure
Once all around, no worry nor care
Now fading away like us polar bears
Blanket of white, return and strive
Cover the seas, that I may thrive
Blanket of white, velvety soft
Snuggly and cozy, time to doze off
Pulled to my chin, tucked in by Father
Comfy and toasty on a tired toddler
Blanket of white, smooth as ice cream
Swathe me secure, that I may dream
A stone may be way up high or down below,
where it comes from you may never know.
On a mountain top or in the sea,
shaping the earth for you and me.
Smooth or rough, big or small,
growing, shrinking, short or tall.
On the moon or by a star,
it's always there no matter how far.
Winter,Oh Beautiful Winter
lay your white blanket over me
as I may huddle in it's warmth
as I may Caress the whiteness with my tips
and catch the snowflakes with my lips
A wonderland of Velvet satin
carrying its wind of pain through my soul.
destroying my body with frostbite
and achieving its goal.
I hear his call before I spy
The owner of that wild bird cry.
Protected from the guns of man,
He may live out his full life span.
I watch God's aerial masterpiece
And pray his numbers may increase.
The symbol of Land Of Liberty,
Freer than man can ever be.
Though I would gladly have him stay,
The bald head eagle soars away.
Won 3rd place 3 way tie in contest
Oh lovely Maiden of the Moon
What strange powers do you posses?
For in your different phases, you surrender,
Or may steal away my happiness.
Dearest Lunar Lady . . . .
When you are dark and new,
I feel your grief has its grip on me,
And I am filled with darkness too.
Then gradually as
You wax into the light.
I am thrilled once again to
Enjoy your beauty bright.
When you fill the evening sky
With your shining silver light,
You may draw shy lovers into a kiss,
Or cause two foe's to fight!
This poem is an older poem, I thought I would share because it will be a full moon
tomorrow.
Across the dry and barren desert night
Where jewels shine in starlit skies of red
The sun blinds white of raptors taking flight
I wander mindless lost on sands of might
The consciousness barely keeps me led
Across the dry and barren desert nights
Oasis green and vibrant quenching slight
No harvest that my hunger may be fed
The sun blinds white of raptors taking flight
No end of this my agony in sight
Where merciful I may rest my head
Across the dry and barren desert nights
This arid land of sand I fight
Voices echo fail hear what is said
Across the dry and barren desert nights
Rescue comes my saving guiding light
Lay me down upon this white sand bed
Across the dry and barren desert night
The sun blinds white of raptors taking flight.
Why does the North wind howl?
Can you see how she wears a scowl?
She moves with speed amongst naked trees
Searching with squinting eyes that she may see
Way past glistening snow melting
Beneath bright sun rays blinding
Why does the North wind howl?
Can you see how she wears a scowl?
Running wild, like a banshee screaming
Screeching loudly as her anger is seething
Finally, exhausted she pleads with soft sighs
With quiet whispers says her good byes
She Howls tonight! And you may hear
her if you listen...ssshh
It sits there, not moving
No, never to sway
A symbol of strength
That won’t go away
Unwavering, undaunted
It may be short, too
But, it still serves a purpose
That we must hold true
A foundation for many
Irrigation yet, still
Decoration for yards
While some roll down some hills
Some may be flat
While others are round
If you drop in the water
They will make a sound
At a time, they were pets
With names given, too
Gibraltar has one
While quarries make due
It describes some great music
That will just never die
For they’re pieces of earth
That can reach to the sky
The flowers bloom on cue,
the trees retrieve their leaves
from nature,
The warm temperatures intoxicate and promise
more enchanting days,
Then, through the clear, blue skies,
dark clouds set in,
the clouds open up and the rain
falls incessantly,
A cold front travelled from afar,
and took the glimmering light out
of the shining star,
The cold winds of May startled everyone,
As temperatures plummet,
everyone scurries for sweaters,
trying to stay warm amidst the
burst of color that Spring ushered in,
The raw winds of May keeps the shivering guessing,
what Summer will bring.......
o tiny covered bead of skin
what's inside? what lays with in?
deep down, under a blanket of soil
you lay to sleep and hopefully eat
the sky's beverage seeps so you may drink
gives you strength to break slowly out of your skin
slowly pushing through your husk and breaking...free!
freely roaming beneath gravel and dirt
freely growing towards a heat that smiles on you
to emerge out into newborns like yourself
emerge into already aging brothers and sisters
to grow out and see mother and father already dying away
but that does not phase you, you are here! you are now!
o tiny covered due sapling of earth
why do you grow? what are you worth?
for now you are outside and weak
but do not worry the sun's at it's peak
let the rays embrace so you may live and...
BREATH