Nature Metaphor Poems

i flicker
when spoken of

glow
in the breath
you shouldn’t have wasted
on apologies

ash settles like snow
on the bones of yesterday
still warm
if you press hard enough
to blister

i eat
whatever dares...

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I opened my eyes when it was too late.
The river passed before my wide-open eyes.
I missed my childhood;
I was a prisoner in my mind.
Neither God...

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A graceful  g l o w~
a belly-flicking thrill,         
       ...

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In the quiet dance of earthen form,
Where roots entwine and life is born,
Approach with a heart as steady as stone,
Grounded in truth, where seeds are...

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As far as ethereal creatures are concerned, 
she fell somewhere in between 
a wood nymph—
	fragile and belligerent— 
and a centaur—
	untamable and resilient 

she is a...

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Blossoming onwards,
Know you’re worthy of success;
God…navigating…

Like flowers of spring,
Your destiny is assured.
God…cultivating…

Plow onwards in faith,
Rowing towards your greatness;
God…fertilizing…
...

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Earth opening up,
getting rid of winter’s trash;
spring’s relieving grace:-
...

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The sun having a frozen side~
  a wish like a snowball in hell,
or netting the wind while oceans b o i l
  in...

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Beautiful flowers
in a vase, reflecting love,
light up life with joy:-
Nature, giving life to life,
messaging human nature:-
...

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flowers that have flourished in winter 
made beautiful in the frost,
from the same chilling breeze they have grown lost.
one flower stands out in its sunny...

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Mountains made of waves
tore the flesh from Mother Earth —
flayed and flooding.

The mud grieves beneath her,
clogged with stagnant saline.
She used to breathe — rivers ran...

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Their win, has its wind
Slap-blowing in our faces:
A musky-trump wind,
Blowing, blasting bigotry,
Slapping justice in the face:-
...

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Forget the night’s storm
when you get out of bed.
Forget lightning and thunder
the way the house trembled
Forget your deepest fears
that the world would end,

Open your eyes.

Embrace...

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At the end of the sea and start of the sand
there lies a place; a place where we stand
and watch the sea go from shore...

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I was turning the bed,
knife-deep in dirt when I felt it:
that ache in the wrists
from too much tending.
And there she was again—
not in the muscle,
in...

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