Best Outdoors Poems

My perspective is of pristine settings,
   A vantage of raw beauty.
Articulated in a naturalistic way,
   With great tenacity and duty.

I’m an interpreter of what is sensed,
   The author of my own experiences.
I write from my writing spot,
  ...

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Computers are not natural for me
I did not grow up knowing how to swipe
Scrolling up and down meant parchment paper
Bringing thoughts of ancient Rome to my head

Database, laptop, I-phone, were unknown words
Not developed yet, unheard of, not fathomed
I speak the language of trees, the sun,...

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Beautiful wildflowers on the hillside gleam.
Children pluck the flowers there, and nearby is a stream.
Its waters with little polliwogs now teem!
Kids are splashing after them. How glad they seem!

Yes, school has ended and their summer I deem
will be a happy one filled with frolic and...

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A visit outdoors with some friends
On some factors most likely depends – 
Like a place you can meet
Be it backyard or street
And some space to which distancing lends.

After months when you’ve all been apart
It might take a big push just to start
But by taking the...

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A flighty young lady from Torbay
Got seen having sex in a doorway
She blushed bright scarlet red
Said I like it in bed
But this is just part of our foreplay!

12th April 2016...

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In Ontario, you can’t go anywhere without seeing a tree.
Here, all is green and beautiful. I caught a fish.
Rowing against the current, the wind, and the rain.
The hills, the beauty of night stars shining bright.
The deer running frantically, before they are shot.
Not wanting summer to...

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I love to be outdoors,
but hiking, I don't commit.
I'll pick the cushy swing,
for my lazy butt to sit.

Umbrella drink in hand,
but lacking the umbrella.
When my life reminds me,
I'm fine without a fella.

Under the old maple,
where my cushy swing does fit.
I really take a chance,
with the...

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Paddling, struggling, striving,
We're canoeing and living.
Camping, hiking, sleeping,
We'll be journeying and dreaming.
Eating, singing, lifting,
We are having an adventuring.
Paddling, leaving, packing,
We're going and floating.
Arriving, accomplishing, celebrating,
We'll be returning, our homecoming.
Remembering, wishing, thinking,
We will be having passing memories....

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The end of another day 
came to the Ravelston Estate, 
and the workers were again 
making their way back from the fields.  

And in keeping with the hour, 
Lord Andrew and cousin Carla 
lied ever so very tired 
on two overly stuffed divans. 

But...

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I've never twitted on Tweeter
                nor am I an Instagrammarian
                I've searched on Goggle
 ...

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Trek poles wending
Peak ascending
Trail keeps bending
Effort spending
Gnats offending

Stormclouds rending
Cool rain sending
Flowers tending
Clean air lending
Sunshine trending

Now descending
Hikers blending
Smiles attending
All befriending
Hike soon ending

Sleep descending
Sweet dreams sending
Muscles mending
Smiles unending
Next hike? Pending!...

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He circles around this rustic boat launch,
the locals know he nests in the pine trees,
fish bone at the base tell of his last lunch,
these birds like water, big lakes and sea.
White heads draw the eye, even if far off,
it’s clear why most men think them...

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This farmer’s porch wraps up the house,
pitching shade along all four sides,
with simple posts and long, flat spans,
and pressure-treated floor-boards, wide.

My wife may have gotten closets,
decorated the inside space,
but this long porch is my retreat,
I’m better in an outdoor place.

The north-face has a clear-cut slope,
an...

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Summer Camp

Summer camp's been a win-win, this week made me grin!
What great times we had, going like mad, never sad
met playing croquet the first day of our va-cay
you're the one I had fun with each day in the sun
played awesome sports in shorts, laughed through...

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Do you see the rain dance
no drop at a still stance,
pitter pattering all around
bouncing back to the ground

Steady there while you sit
as atop your head they hit,
each one is an invitation
and a newfound inspiration

No more need to stay inside
or under an umbrella hide,
simply set your...

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