Nature Iambic Pentameter Poems

The rain set me adrift inside a dream
My mind was on a painting miles upstream
An unforgotten "en plein" I once viewed
A light pastoral springtime interlude

Two...

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An early outing for my friend and I
We walked the winding path down to the springs
The uncut winter hay is now waist high 
And in...

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Lake, Pond, and Kettle

The lake is glistening beneath the sun,
and paddle boats leave ripples in the light. 
The sky above, a lovely turquoise blue
with fluffy...

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Red clouds, bloodstained, a warning! Innocent
souls forever lost in vain, abhorrent!
Never learned, natures life's arbitrator.
Red clouds for Jack, nature, his life counsellor!...

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  ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS
Abbreviated by an early autumn night
the summer, once tormented by a torrid sun,
relented to September, as if dying might
give reason to...

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*Author's note
Cute fun poem instead of my usual serious stuff. I've been told that this was more of a Iambic style poem by a friend...

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    FOREST GIRL
I'd walk down through the forest in the rain
to see the girl in green and feel her pain
uncertain of her...

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The stars have come to visit earth;	
they're flitting all around,
and twinkling, flying o'er your head,
but making not a sound.

They're lightning bugs or fireflies,
you name them...

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Red fire blazing in the wood;
just charred stumps where trees once stood.
The denizens must flee and run
because the deadly flames have won....

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Encamped beside a clear blue water lake
We call it, Bullfrog Valley. Here, they thrive.
The labyrinth of streams the water takes
Brings insects, as the meadows come...

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Descry These Gifts


Much to discover on this lovely earth:
   behold the beauty of her rising sun,
      detect the...

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it snowed and snowed on the day I was born
and for that reason I love falling snow;
in dreams, I walk the frozen woods till morn
and...

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When I journey along the stream,
that flows beside the meadow green,
I ask myself where does it go,	
    and why it wanders to...

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Serenity Of Blue


As in our rivers' varied tints of blues,
   the color blends are peaceful and serene,
in ripples of reflective color hues
 ...

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    FOREST GIRL
I'd walk down through the forest in the rain
to see the girl in green and feel her pain
uncertain of her...

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Words drowned in tears is where my pen will fall,
I tend to dwell in wistful sides of life;
the dead, the lost, the gone, pale ghost...

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To love one so fair, is but a mystery to me,
To be able to charish someone, Tis' a fantasy.
Her hair as autumn as the sunrise,...

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The Great Atlantic Dawn

Eastern clouds lie golden in the morning.
Their wealth is the great Atlantic’s dawning.
The risen sun will kiss horizon’s shore,
and on to southern...

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