Long Ature Poems
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Nature nourished by Sovereign’s nurture
Abounds with mother earth’s treasure
Triumphantly fulfilling existence-feature
Upheld against degradation’s pressure
Replenishing through re-birth each creature
Exemplifying life wonders’ pleasure.
Delightful magnetic fascination
Ecstatic kin to emancipation
Linkage against worthlessness’ dysfunction
Instilling worshipful liberation
Gripping emotions for admiration
Heightening spiritual exaltation
That thanks Creator’s beautification
Surely, nature provokes praise-devotion!*
*Psalm 89:5 And the heavens shall praise thy wonders, O LORD: thy faithfulness also in the congregation of the saints.
July 15, 2019
2nd place, "FINETUNE THIS COLLABORATION" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Line Gauthier; judged on 8/5/2019.
E mbers smoulder, earth sweats
M an thinks that he made progress
B atters and mauls he, the mother naked
R epreive from where else, does she get!
A tlases many, of 21st century we require, to
C atapult earth back to its pristine splendour
I n the hope to save diversity from extinction
N ature, else capable to rebalance ‘n upturn
G reenhouse gases already choking our breath!
E ach to promise to protect the mother earth
A need to conserve, and give it ‘n us a rebirth
R educe, reuse, recycle, there will be no dearth
T rees each we plant, ‘n protect them to a big girth
H urrah! We then continue to raise our net worth
Date: 5.7.2014
Rainy day lovers huddled beneath a soft blue silk blanket
Abandoning the world and leaving it to its shenanigans we,
Iatrical healers, loved each other as the rain fell gently down.
Nature sounds poured into our ears like the gentle thrum of our hearts
Years have come and gone but I will never forget that rainy day in bed
Daytime lovers laugh and splash in the puddles but night time lovers
Abort the sun and marry the moon for the sake of one magical night
Years have come and gone but I will never forget that rainy day in bed
Lovers from the start never noticing the age. We just lived for
One another like two young teenagers. Years opened like origami paper
Vigilant eyes, soft lips and warm bodies. We wrinkled but never declined.
Each day is a gift. Rain or sun it doesn't matter, if you love *
Rest assured my love I won't forget that rainy day, nor your misty smile
Sleep safe in God's protect and know, these were memories of our time.
N ow as I am gazing through the tunnel I see light
E ach day getting brighter before the darkness of the night
W ith spring around the corner she is bursting to ignite
B lossoms dressed in frills and flounces ready to display
E xquisite and excited for their very special day
G loriously adorned awaiting to impress
I s it nearly time they ask ~ for today they look their best
N ature has awakened from her annual winter slumber
N ew and vibrant hues they don now winters truly gone
I really love the spring time it’s my favourite time of year
N ow we truly need this boost for to banish all our fear
G ood news breaks as we begin to vaccinate the nation
S o happy to get our lives back ~ spring starts our celebration
Written 5th February 2021
Contest NEW BEGINNINGS
Sponsor John Hamilton
4TH PLACE
Contest ALL YOURS (Feb7)
Sponsor Brian Strand
A place in the middle of nowhere, I wish to be in, where I could still
Breathe the blissful pure fresh air of the bucolic, where I
Could hear the hum of silence harmonious to my mind’s rhythm, where
Dew drops of serenity sparkle in a peasant’s land in morn’s rays, where
Eyes yearn to catch a glimpse of the beauty of the soul than the beauty of the
Face, where I do not need a mirror to see if I look okay and I
Get to be accepted as I am and not compared with anyone, where the
Harvest hope of a farmer is not shattered by cyclones and floods, where
I could hear the throb of silence and pen my ponderings in peace, where
Jealousy or hypocrisy or anxiety or grief ceases to exist, where
Knots of hindrances for growth untangle themselves with ease, where
Language of love is the only medium of communication, where the
Melodious songs of birds are heard throughout the year as
Nature is never reluctant to flourish in Her full glory here, where the
Oppressed are not cast out from society like corners of bread, where
Perceptions of my muse are ignited to get answers to all my deep baffling
Queries on life, where disabilities of people are not made fun of, where
Rays of the rising sun, forever, gives the warmth of hope, where my
Soul revels in ‘the now’, cares descend, and mind is at ease, where
Thoughtless, I can remain in this unknown, unnamed land, where
Unspoken words of truth echo more than spoken words of lie,
Voices, muted, of the innocent get more chances to be heard, and
Whimpers and sighs of pain are never heard. Such an idyllic
Xanadu is my dreamland, where I do not have to worry about
Yesterday, today, or tomorrow and could reach a
Zen state of mind that will soothe my being.
O rganic agriculture; this is the craze over the years.
R ipe fruits before time and out of season we need no longer taste.
G ot an eye opener with obscure diseases we fail to hold back.
A griculture for quantity or quality, we need now to reflect upon.
N ature offered us what we needed but we always tried to be better.
I f we really wish to choose not to die untimely and never see our kin,
C ooperation of all is needed to make it happen, overcoming the deterrent.
F ood we need to survive not laboratory built products; as simple as this.
R e-inventing farming of the far past, but with some science; it’s all about.
U nited nations in its real sense will make a united agriculture.
I’ ll start with my orchard for others to follow; this the golden rule.
T hus to turn our globe again fresh and healthy, we must all take an oath.
S ound body, is our solemn duty to gift our children; for humanity to survive.
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N ature calls and our attuned hearts gently quiver
E choes across the land harmonized so sweetly resonate
W anderlust a scent we recognize akin to magic in the air
B eguiling youth of spring blessings revealed around each corner
E cologically mastering a symphony of jittery bumblebees and butterflies
G ardens sumptuously await with their panoply of aromas and bouquets
I ntoxicating one and all with april wild perfumes imbued on every breeze
N esting mates parade with glee their loving ways before us
N othing ever will compare to the bustling effervescent bucolic awakenings
I mpromptu meetings where lovers intersect by chance to find romance
N ever doubting the universe is on their side complicit that all the stars align
G randiose the scheming and the interplay of God’s divine cosmic machinery
S easons come and seasons go but spring’s the one that stirs the butterflies in me
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Submitted on January 22, 2021 for contest NEW BEGINNINGS sponsored by JOHN HAMILTON - RANKED 2ND
Spectacular season of new beginnings!
Perennials awaken in new shoots through the ground.
Robins return in robust flocks singing their happy chorus.
Insects hatch to feed birds and pollinate flowers.
Nature rejoices by displaying all its vibrant colors -
Goldfinches return to their bright yellow plumage
Gardens are reborn displaying new plants and blooms.
Lilac’s purple blooms waft in the warm air.
Outside is where everyone wants to spend their time -
Raking, mowing, and gardening season has begun.
You may find yourself smiling at the beauty and joys of spring!
Summer’s sizzle
Eventually begins to expire.
Revelries of the raspberry-seasoned days I’ve respired soon will be
Eclipsed by
Nuances of a new serenity.
Impinging on August’s lethargy-inducing ways and
Tip-toeing in, wearing her
Youthful still-green garb . . .
Autumn elegantly enters!
Wandering wistfully from September into October, she
Awakens nostalgia in me!
Kaleidoscope colors
Embroidery trees brightly as
Nature surrenders so beautifully to
Ebbing embers of sunbeams which paint ever-hastening twilight splendors -
Disappearing at last into the calm gray of the first snow-FALL.
Aug. 25, 2020