Long Naturesun Poems

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Premium Member Rose

I am a rose and beauty is in me
Shapely and colourful in nature's scene
My colour of blue mirrors the sky
Whilst birds on the wing dip their wings flying by

I awake in the morn dew adorned
Refreshing my petals, stem and thorns
Awaiting the sun to be absorbed by me
In our bed of roses my buds and thee

This afternoons breeze catches as we gleefully sway
Insects skillfully hover and join in the rays
Humming and buzzing talking to each other
Whilst ladybirds tickle under my petals of cover

The evening draws as the sun downs
In my bed of roses our petals become gowns
We head into the night all quiet and serene
For tomorrow's a new day even roses can dream
Form: Quatrain


Premium Member Woodland

In the forest where the sun beats
 upon trees that have stood over time
Battered for years withstanding the elements
 each season bringing a new look to the ever changing landscape
Becoming  home to  millions of birds and insects that thrive within
The ripening fruits of spring bring in nature's bounty
A feasting time, red clusters of ripe berries growing in the underbrush
As the mist rises , the sun breaks through branches in yellow lemon shades
The multitude of leaves become a natural camouflage for  insects to survive
Eroded landscape, a reminder of  eons that have passed 
Dead limbs tell of a tortuous past , it's failure to thrive, 
A place where man's footsteps once passed, stepped on, survived
Shaded areas, where  moisture gathers,  scrub and grasses overgrow
A place for hunters to lie in wait, amongst the green lush growth
As  seasons ever change, this forest continues to thrive
Tuffs of grass, withered and dry,  eroded hillsides carved away
Broken shale,  where a blade of grass refuses to grow
A peaceful place that thrives all nature bestows.

Premium Member Sunshinethunder

The sun burning bright,across clear blue sky
The lightning so bright,it blinds the eye.

Not a cloud floating by,in a sky so blue;
Do you hear the thunder rumbling through?

Grass,flowers,and trees smile at the sun;
Gray ominous clouds across the earth do run.

Eagles fly higher on a clear summers'day;
The rain and the wind wash their nest away.

Birds and bees in the sunshine will forage,
Dams were made as a thunderstorms' storage.

Jet black clouds crying tears of lifes'pain.
In the east the sun rises starts over again

Graveyards are weeping as the storm subsides
New dawn brings sunshine,rays be our guides.

Rain becomes sprinkles,spots on the ground;
No more rain,grass and leaves turning brown.

Thunder and lightning,a soft summers'rain;
Blue skies,warm sunshine is all that remain.

Sun and water don't you know,Rainbow Rainbow
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Earth's New Birth

The sun remains in a constant darkness
Lava still flowing from the ground
Nature’s revenge was ever so violent
At last, no man is left to hang around.

The gods allowed only so much destruction
Before finally having had quite enough
And then in an instant without any warning
The grounds and the skies started to erupt.

Man was a renter for a million years
But his abuses finally brought the gods to tears
It was bad enough what man did to man
But destroying earth the gods could not understand.

First a few earthquakes, scattered all about
Then some volcanoes began to spout
The gods were deaf to mankind’s shouts
For he spilt the oil that started gushing out.

The fire on the water started with a lightning bolt
Then lava poured out from the earth’s girth
The moon covered the sun for a hundred years
As the planet tried again with a brand new birth.
© Joe Flach  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Where Minds Are Freed Not Molded-

dipping my paddle in and out as I go 
down main street of the wilderness empire
where the road is made of water 
and the wooden poles hold branches not wire

twisting through the changing banks
of a gentle but still thunderous river
while an approaching mellow darkness 
causes the birch tree leaves to shiver

and the setting sun flickers like a candle 
through the trembling branches as it says goodnight 
but the storm wins the race and smothers the sun 
before it had the chance to fall out of sight

as nature is one of the few places where 
chaos and tranquility walk hand in hand 
and there is no script for what will happen next 
when the elements rule over a nameless land
Form: Rhyme


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