Nature Monorhyme Poems | Examples
These Nature Monorhyme poems are examples of Monorhyme poems about Nature. These are the best examples of Monorhyme Nature poems written by international poets.
seas of trees
green like peas
light wind breeze
puts my mind at ease
before that deep freeze
during eighty degrees
head to Missouri please!
Left in the wake of destruction,
this mother is called to action.
I am going to shed light on
an infraction, an infraction.
You knocked a single domino,
there is nowhere for us to go.
Forcing us out of our borough
with no crossbow, with no crossbow.
Basic instinct pushed to the brink
no fresh water remains to drink.
In your yard before you can blink
you didn’t think, you didn’t think.
Here is a logical summation
Mother Earth is in a state of severe degradation
Each individual really has an obligation
Or face a future full of devastation
Here now is an invitation
Must be done no hesitation
Commence some form of restoration
Now is the time no equivocation
An example Join an organisation that practices reafforestation
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This knowledge should be part of a school education
But that system is too much into indoctrination
Many people are suffering from brain fog constipation
Minds closed no room for alternative negotiation
Pray one day there will be an awakened realisation
People's footprint on this planet planned minimisation
In the still of a summer night,
Softly playing, stars so bright
Seeking hearts, in moonlight
Joy stirs in those who delight
In the wonder of this sight
Glorious stillness feels so right
Persephone has two eyes out for me
One for life; one for death; one for thee
That makes three
Just when I am about to crack
finally the daylight comes back.
Sun-rays soaking up all the black
filling its crack, filling its crack.
With that tilt now closer to us
I hear birds chirping their chorus.
At once I’m called to be careless
go start a fuss, go start a fuss.
*Inspired by a painting I did.
The cabin sits on the edge of pond ground
Golden hues in the sky reflect all around
Where the pines and birch surround
Calm water, stillness and peace are found
Heidi Sands
2/28/26
(C)opyright
Each morn' I like to walk among the trees,
I love when their branches sway in the breeze;
and how they adapt to seasons with ease.
October is a gold leafy striptease;
and the squirrels walk on a branch trapeze,
Winter brings the dreaded long, long deep freeze_
and they look dead of some unknown disease.
I wish they would put on their green gowns, please;
and become the lush trees of memories.
I never see a butterfly or a bee
this speaker does not live in the country
drop in sometime, I say. And you will see…
they have all flown out here to live with me.
That which once was and can no longer be,
a vision once seen you can no longer see.
When described as a thought, a memory,
or a seed or seedling if it is a tree.
The beginning of something the world now calls me!
moon was perfect tonight, powerful crescent
she shone a sliver of light on a lone pheasant
gray wolf thought the moon was effervescent
nature shows out, God’s loveliest present
"A man's pride shall bring him low: but honour shall uphold the humble in spirit." Proverbs 29:23 of the King James Bible
Aspiring for achievement glow
That vanquishes painful defeat’s shadow
Arrogance stands at loftiness gate for a show
While selfishness glitters midst jewel of hypocrite’s woe…
Oh, proud human nature, needs heaven blow
To mutter need for divine blessing flow
And be triumphant, staying low.
March 21, 2025
2nd place, "Write Seven Beautiful Lines With A Twist" Poetry Writing Contest Sponsored by Constance La France; judged on 3/23/2025
“It’s solacing to me to see God’s wonders in each season as they come and go.” – by author
How wonderful are nature’s ebb and flow -
Blossoms in spring; in autumn, leaves’ bright glow;
summer’s cooling rains; winter’s virgin snow,
and God’s promise in blue skies – the rainbow!
Watching the hourglass passing time
While sipping water kissed with lime
The distant bells softly start to chime
Their echoes weave a gentle rhyme
Deepening shadows move like a mime
Slow dancing near the scents of thyme
They push ahead starting their climb
Yielding to shining stars in their prime
The scale of beauty is nature’s dime
Missing such splendor should be a crime
At the Des Moines River’s Road End
There was a sharp tricky right bend
Prickly pines there were ready to defend
Graveled middle, a modern MODOT trend
Weeds that flittering faeries often tend
Mushroom homes, upon whom elves defend
Mother nature sat on haunches to mend
Torn sage weeds, beavers had chewed to extend.