Nature Fantasy Poems

The forest is my loyal friend A Delphic shrine to me.-- Ralph Waldo Emerson

The tow’ring trees with their branches widespread
Sift light which falls like a...

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An early breath of air fresh by the cusp of a rising sun
up in the sky a gold coin shines bright, tinged in ruby red...

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In the thicket forgotten of deeply anchored thoughts,
Where ideas nest, across time and tailored spaces,
There I stand, guardian of the undimmed realm, the archivist of...

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In the days that gradually thin, sprinkled with the last strands of sand,
Evening descends upon my old and warm soul,
Bony and stiff fingers, yearning for...

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Beneath the dome of an unforgiving sky, a spring with a leaden heart warms up,
Around it, whole worlds gather, with stiffened breaths and glassy stares,
Herds...

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I was a celebrated, professional psychic, offering glimpses of rosy future;
And helping people work through problems, like pink moon, come sooner.

I had learnt to talk...

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In the realm of shadow where memories are born and die unnaturally,
And stars watch in silence, reflecting celestial nostalgias.
The Moon dresses in the silk of...

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Below the veil of twilight, memories sway in the moon's oaring,
Effigies of the departed rise like incense smoke amongst ruins.
They have sprinkled us with pale...

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I was a marvelous ophthalmologist, impacting how others saw this world,
As tomorrow one day sees yesterday, on lanes where hued leaves swirled.

I corrected hazy, crazy...

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Rediscovering myself in fields of desire,
My soul enveloped in frenzy,
Remembering the sweet pleasure of touch
And the charm of a sincere and fervent love.
I do not...

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I was a bed and mattress tester, a dream job like that of a yellow moon.
I tested the comfort of beds, pillows, etc., for night...

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There is a story in the wind
Of Mother Nature's son
And her retribution 
For the mad path that he'd begun.

Of all her creatures big and small,
Just...

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What lies beyond the bounds of our belief?
The cosmic code that we can never crack
The shades of glory and of grief
The endless edges of the...

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Quote: Do you ever wonder why we build castles in the air?  Perhaps, it's to soften the blow of a harsh world that never...

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I was an experienced interior designer, whose specialty was outer doors,
Ever opening to amber sunshine, as petals open, when vivid beams pour.

Functionality and beauty were...

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