Ferny Poems - Poems about Ferny

Of Fair Weather

...Of fair weather, it holds me in its charms.
Godspeed of June, be jealous for light rays.
She’s heard my plea, now let me play and smile.
The pleasantries; hotlanta held at bay.

And withstanding...

Wordplay on Life

...

Life can be a twisted journey
       Like walking a path all ferny.
         "Life" comes from poetic writing,
            Line sublime flows with no fighting,
                   Live a poets...

Leaves With Wings

... 
 “Autumn leaves don’t fall; they fly. They take their time and wander on this, their only chance to soar.”
                                                 Quote by _Delia Owens

Sa...

Journey To a Crematorium

...Let me tell you a story on a midnight journey,
To a crematorium, through an undergrowth ferny; 
At my age between sixteen to seventeen,
In nineteen seventy eight; with a dusky scene; 
A time, whe...

Into the Jungle

... 
I am going on a jungle journey,
and I plunge into a frightening world;
hidden layers of foliage ferny. 

Gazing at me is a very strange bird,
I am drenched in adventure and magic;...

Wildlife Day

...Be it a tiny butterfly flutters near wild flowers
Or big fat flying foxes hanging off the lofty trees
Be it a family of bulbuls relishing showers
Or a mischievous monkey devours fruits, smiling wi...

Doublethink Beliefs

...  This Life

From a child taught Catholic creed,
drilled, drilled into me by school nuns;
those teachings will never recede,
but, since those days I have lived tons.

Spirit...

The Sacred Drops

...Forth from the heaven, from the misty moorlands of all sacred woodland greens,
drop by drop by striking the pebbles and untouched vegetations oozes, 
the intoning hallowed water of evergreen wo...

Journey

...A single stride, like silence, from my mother's womb,
Leads me through hills and valleys till I reach my tomb…

Each step of my journey is an education;
That, like a sculptor, shapes, sculpts my ...

Bunyip Forest Revisited

...Along the road called forestry, the silver ash weeps over me
as I meander 'round the dell and glade.
Pass scars of sand pits long disused, where gullies, washes speak ‘abused!’
Reclamation offers ...

Forlorn Hope

...
              Forlorn and lost,
        I hang my head like a dying flower;
      scars on my soul are mossed,
        I drown in dregs that devour.
  My journey has left my life garden so ...

Meandering the Forest

... 
since a child, I have been one with earth
and green winding tendrils have captured my heart
I would follow my father with innocent mirth (and)
a love for nature has been mine from t...

Colours of Life

...COLOURS OF LIFE

Umber is the colour of the ferny bracken heath
Broken fronds dishevelled and unkempt 
Flaxen is the dry grass laid by wind in tousled sheaf
Sanguine, woodland floor with leaves,...

Reckless

...Boulevard zooms by in palm prison blur
Delerium fuels my top down journey 
Escape life at high speed, danger's incur
Depicts regret like thick filed attorney 

Fumes turned flumes hit my lung sp...

''Ebb of Life''

... 
Since a small child, I have been one with Earth,
Green winding tendrils have captured my very heart;
I would follow my father with innocent mirth,
A love for nature and earth was my...

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