Nature Monorhyme Poems

The cycle of night and day starts anew
as a rising sun inks ebony blue.
And causing crystal drops of morning dew
to sparkle like diamonds, Dawn's light...

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Soon it will be a cold winter's day, 
hot chocolate is great for any holiday. 
I want to go out and play, 
let's go riding...

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Written: November 15, 2023
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Some seek leisure in the pristine wilderness
The solitary...

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The birds revealed their latest song
entertained as I strolled along
their Ode to Joy has no notes wrong
still, they fine tune it all day long...

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My cold air and snow fills the land where I loom.
Every branch on a tree, every mountain peak around, and even the blue sky I...

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A Mighty Oak standing strong in the midday sun
One branch upon it leafless utterly barren
It has seen more lives than just this one
But lived them...

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Soft glimmer like an undertow;
Glimpse the multifaceted glow
painting nature's art studio:
Rainbow shadow, rainbow shadow;

Chill don't change that radio dial:
Fall hard into something gentle,
take a break...

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Kitten pauses over fishbowl because, 
it can't stand wetting its dry and clean paws.
So the goldfish are safe, free from the jaws.
And don't they know...

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Astonishingly are the reflections of moonlight
Colors dancing from prisms taking wingless flight
Waters' second nature is so abundantly bright
Spectrums turning the sheens of wrong into right
Aquatic...

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I love returning to the vale;
I feel recharged, hearty, and hale.
It lifts my spirits without fail,
bringing a joy that’s not for sale.
It keeps me lighter...

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Joyful lively yellow daisies were hard at play
Not minding the wind on this spring-like Thursday
Mount Saint Helen in the distance, drab and gray
Watched enviously as...

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It is New Year’s Day, and the coming spring
Is a joyful trickle, heard but not seen
Where ground squirrels burrow and woodpeckers sing
Just down the hill...

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Mary is our tainted nature's solitary boast* --
Preserved from original sin by the Holy Ghost
A prepared Tabernacle for the Sacred Host!




*I was continuing this line...

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Weep willow weep your weary winter woe
At the sight of your icy, new trousseau,
Above the frosted brook, a mirror faux
Her reflection was horribly so-so,
With rigid...

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A mystical, heavenly, sacred place,
where the bare peaceful trees reflect with grace,
and the sky, forest and lake interlace,
in a gold, hazy, moody morning space,
a...

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