Long Naturesun Poems
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Red plaid blanket
Rolled under my arm
Well worn book
Clutched in my hand
Sun upon my back
Light my path unto beauty
Laying down on the blanket
Stomach to the Earth
Propped up on my elbows
Scanning the pages...
Glancing up
Each blade of green grass is magnified
Crystal like dew remains from morning
Little gnats buzzing around happily
Crickets hopping this way and that
Thick brown trees off in the distance
Little yellow daisies scattered about
One tucked gently behind my ear
The fragrance only nature can achieve
Has filled my heart with joy
A honey sweet taste has landed on my taste buds
As I inhale the fresh afternoon air
The sky is not blue today
It has made its own color so beautiful it shall not be named
And fluffy white clouds sprinkled above my head
As one drifts about it blocks the sun
Casting a shadow over my day
Though when the cotton rolls away
And the sun slowly spreads through the field
Each and every blade of grass is golden
And it glow before me like the Heavens
A cool breeze wafts by
Turning the pages of my book
Glancing down
Scanning the pages...
Propped up on my elbows
Stomach to the Earth
Laying upon my blanket
I have traveled the path of beauty
Oh sun upon my back
Solar Plexus ( Sun of The Soul )
Tiphereth
Centre she holds the light
Connection to description
Concentration of all the names
Of beauty
Filtered from out pouring skies
Entrusted to perception
Before these provoking eyes
Solar Plexus
Third state consciousness
Her Aeon vibration
Calling
Proposition to ignite
The sleeping Chakra heart
Sol sustaining
The augury of hope
She proliferates
Never and forever
Changing
The coloured combination's
Of living
Goddess of all she is
And without
No acuity to perceive
The idylls
Of these convoluted explanations
Of existence
Of awareness
Face of creation
She is
All life’s attractions
To her radiance and adamantine warmth
Exists
Beacon she is
Living cell of solar system
Embodies Galactic entity
And what unknown umbilical
Resounds to this magnitude
Of the ever eternal point
Centered
Touches this Galaxy of stars
Space Universal
Extends
Extends a phantom finger
Through the vast and the void veils
Extends a phantom finger
And somehow
Writes
And reads
These
Words
Inspired by Christie Moses “ Soul of The Sun “
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.
Would you believe the one thing the shadow does not know is how he came to be.
Stand in the sun and look to the other side of your body from which the sun does shine.
There you will find the shadow, which is something that cannot hear or see.
And, furthermore, the shadow seems to not even have a mind for it lives it's short life just fine.
Then the clouds whisk the sun from view and the shadow does not even say ouch..
For it goes into oblivion as if it never were.
Also, it seems, a magician will never find that shadow in any pouch.
Nor in any fine coat made of fur.
So in reality, the shadow is nothing to fear as it can do no harm.
Not even upon a farm.
But, the object that comes to block the light can be good or bad.
If you are playing as a child and your mother approaches and blocks the light.
Then you have no reason to be sad.
Unless you had done something wrong such as getting into a fight.
The sun no longer slowly sinks to shore
But somberly sighs it's last goodbye's,
Fleet foot fast it goes down below skies,
The sun no longer slowly sinks to shore.
But soberly sighs it's last goodbye's,
Cast aside by the utter gloom of moon
Whose romance was ruined much too soon,
And somberly sighs it's last goodbye's.
Cast aside by the utter gloom of moon,
Now bereft, flickering last flames die black
Into a cauldron seething with alack,
Cast aside by the utter gloom of moon.
Now bereft, flickering last flames die black,
The sun no longer slowly sinks to shore
Knowing that life can never give amore,
Now bereft, flickering last flames die black.
The sun no longer slowly sinks to shore
But somberly sighs it's last goodbye's,
Fleet foot fast it goes down below skies,
The sun no longer slowly sinks to shore.
(canteno rondo form not on list)
Form:
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.
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
In the distance the thunder rolls
As the wind makes its presence known
The leaves on the trees nervously await
Once again, to be helplessly thrown
The flowers bow down to the winds mighty hand
As the birds look for some place to hide
The angry clouds are all gathered in force
To deliver its vengeance inside
The sun now imprisoned, it fights to be free
But its victory is no where in sight
The clouds are too many, for the sun to defeat
And together they smother its light
The very earth begins to shiver and shake
At the sound of the thunders deep voice
It begs for mercy and for the suns intervention
But the clouds give the sunshine no choice
The silence is deafening as the sun breaks through
And the thunder is made to conform
But it's only an illusion, the clouds use to deceive
The calm before the storm
The east began blushing behind the trees
While the moon hung over the lea
And the velvet of night turned to sapphire hue
Like the blue of a newborn sea.
No breeze cared to move the whispering leaves
But they whispered themselves alone
And the first rays of sun kissed the cool of the morn
Before mounting the aerial throne.
The dew-spangled grass glittered pure and unspoilt
As if hundreds of diamonds were strewn,
Or like dozens of tears had been carefully dropped
From the pearlescent eyes of the moon.
Blue shadows hung shyly beneath the boughs
Of the emerald, sylvan-king;
The ancient pine swayed and held his court
With the swallows on the wing.
With a glorious, final shout of gold
The sun was now enthroned
While the world rejoiced like a sinner saved
That the night's dark was atoned.
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