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.
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.
glistening, gently tumbling
washing hearts pure, humbling
resounding lights, mumbling
glitter alive, flakes fumbling
snow glowing bright, as I’m stumbling
through the wonderful, grumbling
so each flake sails, escapes – bumbling
glistening, gently tumbling…
on the edge of the winter’s rumbling
Why does the longing of lived wax melt clean off your wicks?
Oh, how do you hold a capillary existence fending off the ticks?
Over and over to lay wasted during the cold times, of treats and tricks
Daylight will return beauty to you in magical ways after the season of the sticks
Save your strength, take time to slumber; why be awake to witness the politics?
Sky's paramount is in spaces in between
Nature's brim and outer black galaxies,
Atop like a chalice in the trees—
The red sun's bliss on moon trapping;
By the midst of stars that seep;
Flowers in sparkling wrath happening
In cold's spring—
And so the wheel's turn-out of dreams;
Heaven by herself seems
A bright sting my eyes keep—
susurrus songs surround dragonfly dances
flowering fields with passionate petal prances
glowing with sanguine opulence as we glimpse glances
we capture them in conversation composing chances
mother nature bestows overflowing cornucopia chalices
swinging and swaying they steam with artistic advances
dragonflies upsurge as universal unity that enhances
they carve through cupid creative circumstances
unmasking their magnificence as prisms stanzas
cosmic wings ring with regal amorous romances
July 19th 2019
Have you ever had a dream
Where you float in blue stream
And time melts like vanilla ice cream
And your mind is stuck in between
Yellow sun which slides on a string
Followed by melodic moon that sings
A sweet pink song about spring
Then it begins to softly rain
Brown birds bathe do their thing
To the worms in the grass so green
Nature is a wild animal scene
The smells and sounds are intoxicating
The tastes of the fruits so amazing
The sights for your eyes inviting
And so you find peace exciting
You wake up refreshed delighting
To carry a child in your womb
And then allow nature to bloom
As you swell now like blue moon
And there’s a crowd in the birthing room
For one born in the midst of June
Dr nurses swaddle and swoon
Heart of God is this art maroon
Mothers pain replaced by a tune
Lullaby for cries to meet her soon
Mother and tribe family welcomes you
Big beautiful eyes shiny and new
Jewel of life a crown of youth
Fervent redbirds began to croon,
As onyx shadows danced in tune,
Idle afternoon of peacock plumes,
amid greenness and floral fumes.
Saffron sunshine forever resumes,
with memories of pale, pink moon.
Gardener's pride, flowers maroon,
seeking the usual golden fortune,
under skies of lost purple balloon,
and mystery clouds, leaving soon.
Wistful, aging Saturday afternoon!
Civilized and yet so awesome,
the ocean’s a perfect poem;
I’ve been gone but I’m coming home;
Ivory foam, ivory foam;
While a hurricane wind destroys
that briny perfume overjoys;
I’m surrounded by soothing noise;
Sea of turquoise, sea of turquoise.
When dawn drifts into enchanted meadows…
…I’m awakened by triumphant morning shows
radiating divine Artist’s pose
supremely perfect nature can’t oppose
along firmament’s celestial glows.
When dawn drifts into enchanted meadows…
…my soul delights in haven of fellowship that does expose
gracious goodness of God* which I chose
basking under vibrant hope, surmounting woes
while communing with Him, intimately close.
When dawn drifts into enchanted meadows…
…I see myself midst floral terraces of rose and aloes
enjoying paradise-wellness where liberty goes
yon serenity and bliss can enclose
grateful to the Creator that His omnipotence my faith knows.
When dawn drifts into enchanted meadows…
…my spirit clamors for revival, arose
from rest of comforting night’s repose
to exalt the Lord with sincere praise, never verbose
inspired by His jubilant love, sans dark shadows.
*Psalms 34:8 O taste and see that the LORD is good: blessed is the man that trusteth in him.
April 29, 2024
1st place, "Line Inspiration" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May; judged on 5/4/2024