Beauty Environment Poems

I pause to rest when silence speaks
and listen to its sound
so it may touch my heart it seeks
with beauty that I've found

Without a word, I...

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When silence speaks....

In the still hush of dawn serene    
Silence speaks of this pastoral scene 
Whispers of wind through fields of green...

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Lemon tinted phase
gilded skyline blown
by ethereal fused mist 
eager bard imbued 
opal dream flotilla  
beyond tarnish while
flash point chariots 
of gleam-well canvass
astir or astern...

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A thin green

Seemingly

Emerges from 

The cold whiteness

Of winter..

With the white

Overnight appearing

As green..beauty of

The paradox that

White and green

Are not two......

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You say you caught a miserable cold, child,
And mother won’t let you play?
“When dawn drifts into enchanted meadows”
Is just the tale for you today!

The silent...

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Thrillers, fillers, spillers line the garden wall!
Artful, appealing, alluring thrall!
In morning, at noon, or night,
pinks and purples, bright!
Stupendous
sight!
Tremendous
beauty at its height!
Magnificence to delight!
Promenading Nature's sexy...

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Tender blooms unfold, petals soft as skin
Orange hues and yellows brighten up the scene
Pure warmth awakens, gentle as a kin
Rays of sunlight dance, and all...

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Gardening is my all-time favorite hobby.
Early morning I get into my garden after my coffee.
There the plants greet me with a smile.
That’s the moment I...

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The heat is blazing underneath the earth and the ocean is polluted with plastic, mud and dirt, the sediment in the sea bed has reach...

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Oh, Pacific, Paradise at a glance,
Where the ocean sings and mountain dance,
Where nature's beauty knows no bounds,
And ancient matriarchies wisdom resounds.

As the stewards of the...

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In the forest, where shadows play,
An orchestra of life, in the light of day.
Leaves whisper secrets in the gentle breeze,
Nature's song, among the swaying trees.
Lush...

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In shopping centres, bright and wide,
Where our dreams can fly and glide,
We wrap our hearts in things we've bought,
Forgetting stars, by city lights caught.

Yet, whispers...

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A friend stopped by
Refreshing breeze to the senses
Sitting alone I knew I wasn’t alone
Thoughts came to mind and was inspired
Ideas of some sort
Each and every...

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Verse I:
He always sits under
a flowery Willow Tree
and dreams of flying a reindeer
over quite Boulder City;
the torrid Nevada heat doesn't make him sweat,
he drinks beer,...

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 Eschewing the catastrophic world
towards a tranquil place, I headed;
The heavenly aroma spread around
transported my soul into a place astound 

 A place where the...

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