Best Natures Poems
It's how the stars are lit at night
and how the dew drops glisten
How evening shadows mock the light
and it's how the silence listens
From the gentle sway of trees
that bid such fond adieu
Songs in a summer breeze
a voice so clear, so true
The glory of such symmetry
so more than fills the eye
To the beauty of such poetry
this hopeful heart draws nigh
In natural peace all love is born
To live and thrive each blessed morn
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Golden rays radiate from above
Energising the world with warmth and love
Illuminating our precious earth
Shining light on its true value and worth
Generating a healthy glow
One that thrives, breeds and grows
Flora and fauna bask in its rays
Grateful for the warmth of summer days
Brightening thoughts ,motivating minds
Creating positivity , negativity left behind
Days viewed in a more positive light
One of abundance and sheer delight
Mother Natures free gift to all on this earth
To enjoy, respect and remember its worth!
Natures Decay and Rebirth
Autumn sun warm on the balcony
The air was feigning grief
In the park the old oak tree
Dropped a single leaf
Hot coffee cup taken in hand
The leaves all golden brown
Nothing to do but stare and stand
Another slowly drifting down
The ground beneath was beckoning
Each crusty leaf to succumb
To meet their lifetime reckoning
Their living work been done
In flurries soon they’ll break away
Surrendering without a moan
Content to draw in every stray
The earth makes them her own
Time will pass, years go by
New growth will spring up high
Soil enriched with pure supply
By all that has to die
The sun was beating warm that day
My coffee cold.
Sunshine beams sparkles softly golden magic
Breathtaking horizon of dreams spells casting
Feelings, faces and memories within
Shall follow the nature´s endless spin
Creeping higher morning glory rising perfect splendor
Smiling warm rays inside hot radiance glows
Dizzy with pleasure, tears a falling star rain wet drop of heaven
Total silence no vibration pearls on leaves dried
Songbirds sing praise in a heavenly choir whistling tunes
Enchanting dewdrops sparkling shivers, silver glistens
Diamond shining clearly colors beauty awakening
Rainbow riches polishing a heart to the highest luster
Into a landscape of dreams and hope
The green grass will grow for another tomorrow
A co write written by Liam Mcdaid
and Anne-Lise Andresen :) - 12.01.2015 -
- Thank you my dear friend Liam -
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
Sharing in Nature’s Beauty
Golden soft was the light that swiftly flew,
as whistling rain pelted majestic oaks
and the soaked birds began to cry for you
as Nature silently wrapped up its cloaks
thirsty for coming dawn, so bold and new.
Late through the night the wind went by in haste
till drained of strength it gave a final sigh.
The clouds dispersed and slowly sailed away.
Upon the land the moonlight fell from high
as rolling waves sought shelter in the bay.
The silver maples fluttered in the wind,
where the fast sleeping rabbits hid away
all beautiful, we wished to never end
with brightened colours, every joyful day
as Nature's beauty flowed out to transcend.
The sun crept up in drapes of crimson red
And creatures looked, enchanted by the view.
It was serene, and fragrance filled the air;
across the sky the playful seagulls flew....
A morning gift bestowed for free to share.
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Robert Lindley & Paul Callus ~ 30th Nov 2015
[alternated stanzas]
Around the base of the tree the banks of bluebells flower
Tall and straight but weak of stem, beautifying the forest
Cultivated by nature, leaves for compost, untouched by hand
The flowers are admired by all, gathered by children’s hand
To crush out the perfume from within the flower
Pressed into a book a reminder of the fairy tale forest
Forever in your memory the waving ocean of blue forest
A canvas brought to life by James D Preston hand*
Though missing the perfume of this beautiful small blue flower
Flowers of the Forest natures canvas in your Hand
* http://duffieldartgallery.co.uk/gallery/home/james-preston/?oo=41627715
a link to the painting.
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Form Tritinia
From the fairest fresh of spring,
beauty thrives in blissful wonder
so do with youthful invitations cling
to arms that cast this spell I'm under.
All dreams replete in perfect rhyme
before a single furrow's sewn
in no less mockery of time
the hand of God hath surely grown.
If left to peace and of its own,
this will creates by its device
for purpose pure, its poem known
that leads the way to paradise.
Choices lived in festival,
Captivate life's carnival.
rain, kissing tall pines
moonbeams lighting brown cones,
midnight enchantment
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Sometimes I wonder about nature’s mysteries…
how there is so much I can’t explain?
Like why the sand dunes can be heard to sing
or how flowers anticipate the rain.
Like how the sun rises to greet the day
and how at night it bids adieu.
Like how there is a rhythm to the waves
or how the sky epitomizes blue.
Like how a stream can talk to you.
Like how dew drops nestle in the grasses.
Like how clouds can change right before our eyes
or how leaves shiver as a cool breeze passes.
Like how life can flourish in the most unlikely places.
Like how the ocean can be so wide.
Like the boisterous sound of crows in flight
or the silence of a pelican’s glide.
Like the sheer force of thunder and lightning
as they announce a summer squall.
Like how a rainbow stretches across the sky.
Like the the wonder of a waterfall…
But then again when I stop to think about it
I don’t really want to know
what makes the flowers smile
what makes the cool winds blow
because as I look around me…
as out on nature my eyes gaze
I don’t want to know her secrets….
I prefer to be amazed.
I love the birds the trees I love the things
they say to me the sky's so pretty always
true always clear the color oh so blue
the water so clear the sound sparkles the
mullets and tropical fish swim deep in the
ocean every sea every lake has something to
say this is nature's way the sun kiss us
with it's energy to protect us and give us
our warm glow the moon dance in the distant's
around the stars to guide us through the
night the earth is always moving taking on
new forms as our animals get to know life
and try to survive what we have words cannot
describe then man walks the earth learning
growing teaching showing all this put
together as we bloom and stay in tune with
nature's way.
Copyright@July2005
Patricia Jaye
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The leaves have fallen Love
And touched the ground
With such billowing softness
From high they fall and utter no sound
A perfect picture to welcome
The crystal flakes of white snow
Soon to arrive on the hardened back
Of that which the north wind blows
And you my love are nestled
Snug in your grave
Oblivious to changes
That nature has made
The bear is asleep
For a short winters nap
The geese have flown south
At midnight I heard a thousand wings flap
And Love you are nestled
Snug n your grave
Oblivious to the changes
That nature has made
The snow is not deep
The wind has calmed down
I had the trees trimmed
So none would blow down
The forests are quiet and lonely
After natures first snow
Snuggled deep in your grave
You would not know.
The Seasonal family
of Mother Nature
and Father Time
When it comes to
a family reunion,
they are never far behind.
Winter, Spring, Summer
and Fall.
With her daughter
always on the ball.
Mother Nature’s
first born, Weather.
She is not as predictable
as we would like to think.
Weather may be
in the mood for
named hurricanes
or devastating tornadoes.
She'll place water spouts
over the ocean.
She may feel like a little
Wind, Rain, Sleet and Snow.
Weather has been known
to let a blizzard blow.
A drought in the desert
together goes well
with scorching heat,
and on some occasions
she has been known
to give us hail
in the middle of
a thunderstorm.
Just to let you know
Weather is always
on the go.
Beneath the moon’s light
Elemental's dance
Kokopelli’s play
Didgeridoos full
Of healing magic.
Shamanic chants
Sail through the air
The ether's catch
The messages;
And healing
Begins its
Precious trek;
Flowing
Through my
Frame.
Painted ponies
across the plains;
splashes of color
against an azure sky;
an equine convention
in the clouds.
Stratospheric
abstracts meet
with colors to produce
ecstatic paintings.
Nature’s canvas
is everywhere and
She paints life
with vigorous
enthusiasm.
Blue topaz delight constantly in motion
forcing up salty waves of might
Feel the sand under your feet,
feel it ride back to the sea
Cool wet ocean aroma
crashing on the rocks of the border
Spray forth into the air
Dried sea squirt upon my face, skin and hair
Drift wood beaten by the master,
you lay stretched out with seaweed stuck to your side
dehydrated from the sun, reshaped, unworn, overdone
The sea is unkind to all that enter her blind
For she has a mind of her own
To many a tale she’s has claimed
twisted ships, boats and all that were maimed
Rest quietly now on her sands of splendor
For when night approaches all must surrender