Long Natureurdu Poems
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Nature constantly calls to man through wondrous colors and endless song
As stewards of her magnificent beauty, to lend respect while yet, we're strong
Seek wisdom in her silent messages brought to bear as seasons change
So our children may inherit a beautiful legacy and learn to live healthily and long
Blessed is our world with four elements, earth, wind, water and fire
Given to sustain perfect balance, by maintaining nature's desire
They preserve these sacred cathedrals in which creation may freely worship
Wherein all souls may congregate, finding peaceful respite and aspire
The glorious sun spreads brilliant light and heat, as it feeds, it heals
The wind blows, wherever guided; dispersing sleeping seeds
And rain falls in the right measure to sustain in and out of time
As Mother Earth retains her fertility while blissfully she serves our needs
This oneness, so sublime, exemplifies sweet serenity which exudes
Reminding us that in harmony, we would long exist if peace, we include
Earth would remain a haven in the universe, where God's creatures may fully thrive
To ignore stressful pleas would usher in dark days, and life as we know, will elude
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For John's Freeman's "Rubbiyat" Contest
Inspired by a photo of tranquility in nature
Enchanting
Fairytales make life’s romance enchanting,
Beguiling souls, entrancing, enchanting.
Reality can change dreams’ to yearnings,
Thinking of tomorrow’s views, enchanting.
Peaceful thinking ignites inspiration.
Ending fights and frights with right’s enchanting.
Haughty hearted men may stay in shackles,
The modest souls live each day enchanting.
Evil smites godliness as wealth rabbles.
The godly give their kindness…enchanting.
Conceit looks up to self, down on others.
Meekness wears modesty’s crown…enchanting.
Dishonesty destroys mighty friendships
Truthfulness sets trusting free…enchanting.
One intricate surviving machine, earth,
Strives, thrives, co-exists, and gleans…enchanting.
Mountain splendor boasts glorious vastness.
Lovers join mysterious enchanting.
Nature’s beauty arouses man’s spirit,
Designing beautiful lands, enchanting.
Poetic Form: Ghazal
© Dane Smith-Johnsen
April 17, 2010
Which part of earth do I stand?
An exotic heaven etched by His Holy Hand!
Heart leaps and wriggles beneath with rapture,
spirits go high to dance in this exquisite land.
Behold!beyond the heavenly waters,the seven towering hills,
with poetic words my heart fills
where to glance foremost ,thereof I know not,
they hold me captive,with their picturesque stills.
Hues and shades of green and yellow,
prosperous and breathtaking this land so mellow,
unsolicited luck or a surreal dream,
hardly can I believe,this poor little fellow!
Crystal clear the water that flows,
reflects the endless sky and Sun that glows,
zealous zephyrs frolic with pine twigs,
glances with plea at the plunging auburn disc and reluctantly blows.
Cloudlessly stand the sky so high,
birds still perch down,unwilling to fly
from this dreamy land of eternal beauty,
and love and harmony,secretly I whisper,'so do I'!
This poem is done in the Rubaiyat Style. 4 quatrains long. Enjoy.
Gods’ Secret Spot
Oh snap, look what my eye done seen,
A limpid pool reflecting gold and green,
Behind are some peaks, reaching for the sky,
So clean, so pristine.
A little red shack sits on the edge of the plot,
In this land, what you have is what you got,
Life uninterrupted, pure, uncorrupted,
Gods’ little garden, in Gods’ secret spot.
Look to the north and what do I see?
Mighty peaks looking down on me,
But the true wonder of this day,
It’s presented by God, and it’s totally free.
So, when life gets you boiling hot,
And you are bewildered and emotionally shot,
Just remember the serenity you received,
While visiting God’s secret spot.
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Written for contest: Use Rubaiyat Form
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Standing high in the mountains, looking down
Seeing the lake dressed in a yellow gown
Reflecting rocky mountain peaks behind
The valley a collage of green and brown
Imagine the delight for men of years gone by
Finding this place untouched by human eye
So much beauty their hard earned reward
Prayers of thanksgiving lifted on high
I wonder if Lewis and Clark stood there
A journey of discovery for them to share
Finding a northwest passage their goal
Accompanied by Sacajawea, maiden fair
The passage they never were able to find
But wrote of plants and animals of every kind
In thinking of the wonders they had seen
Perhaps one blue mountain lake came to mind
Above the pristine, blue lake mountains stand
Shrubs and yellow flowers surround on land
Could this be heaven? Garden of Eden?
Reflection in water is of God’s hand
I visit here to cast the world away
An inspiring way to spend the day
My pad and pen are toted to this site
Where I’ve time to think beyond society’s fray
For you will find no conflict at this site
And often I linger here through the night
Nary a creature has threatened me here
Nature in harmony, such a delight
Written for John Freeman’s Rubaiyat contest and based on his lovely photo of
nature’s beauty.
4/25/2011