Nature Imagism Poems

Beaming sculpture whittled by awning clouds over blue sea
Ethereal beauty tinged in brown,  green and yellow shea 
Aerial bliss, flaunting on leaves-sunkissed
Under and over...

Read More

"In the echo of silence, the whispers of the Divine are heard."  By Rumi

I entered the winding path into the captivating vale
Surrounded by ice-capped...

Read More

“Look deep into nature and you’ll understand everything better.”
Albert Einstein 

I stood on the sloped path near the waterfall.
Mesmerised by the sound of falling water.
...

Read More

Dawn.
Night sounds of slumber 
A few owls hooted their last nightly call,
And cicadas ended their rhythmic, high-pitched whine
In obedience to the rising of the warm...

Read More

"Everyone has a story to tell, a lesson to teach and wisdom to share,"
Rachelle Taylor
  
***********************************************************        ...

Read More

inside a space where quiet trails
I watch a starscape reel through the night
to taste new charms of heaven's sprawl--

lucent the new light waking laced leaves
like...

Read More

the pale moon hovers

over the village at sunrise....

Read More

"The joy of the chromatic scenario embraces me, 
as I’m allured by the autumns aura.” – Quote by Poet


The strands of silver cloud slowly drift,...

Read More

“The sacred lake also called Ganga Talao represents the mighty Ganges river of India.” Mauritiusinsideout.com>grand-bassin-mauritius


          ...

Read More

I took a stroll through the woods like I do every Fall;
it's a sensual treat at this time of the year.
And I came across a...

Read More

No gravestone witnessed on these grounds,
Field of Blood the worn sign read.
Blue flowers thrive with tinge of white
within this field where mercy runs;

Countless folk lie...

Read More

	"It is almost impossible to watch a sunset and not dream." – Bern Williams.

The spacious vales shimmered in crimson hues 
The tired, reddish-orange sun tinged...

Read More

The twilight brings a gentle breeze
that rustles the leaves above me
where I sit on a hill overlooking a vast meadow
of purple asters and flowering orange...

Read More

I noticed a smell of soft decay
autumnal moment arrived.
Last rose on dying bush,
dandelion clock waiting to be blown.
Grey clouds the sun slipped away-
nature is silent,...

Read More

Use what talents you possess; the woods would be very silent if no birds sang there except those that sang best. - Henry Van Dyke

Reflected...

Read More