Mother Nature Poems - Poems about Mother Nature

Mother Nature Reconsiders

Mother Nature gazed happily on her brood,
until one of them spoiled her mood.
Her smartest monkey was on the take -
"Could it be that I made a mistake?"

Brown Eyes

Reminiscent of a doe
with a hue as rich as earth,
your gaze takes me home
to a cedar-filled hearth.

Welcoming like hot chocolate
and as vibrant as autumn's leaves,
your stare carries the life
that Mother Nature herself weaves.

Neutral, yet expressive—
as versatile as leather, but still so alive—
your eyes are the gemstones
favored by the sun and I alike.

Mother Nature

Life is all about choices we make

Mother Nature bestows its award
Upon souls who endeavored and scored
Them who act to extend one’s bloodline
Those making the choice wise 'n fine

Mother whispers to no human ear
Doesn’t care if straight you’re or q-eer
Wouldn’t judge you on height or IQ
Eyes or skin of yours color or hue

You define what occurs

Nature

I was lost in a place where there was no peace.
Though my heart was swallowed by the universe.
Birds sang a melody through the sky.
The forest was nourished by all of kinds.
The spirit of mother nature conquer, the wild.
"Nature, Nature"
The poetry of nature has fallen.
The spirit is conquering around the wildness.
Hope,time has no use.

The Month Of May Is Dedicated To All Mothers

May is the month of Mary
May is the month of love
May is the month of all flowers
May is the month of all Mothers.

Let's celebrate all Mothers
Those who are poor and are living in huts
Those who are rich with fake eyelids
Those who are small with high heels
Those who are lofty in a giant pair of trousers
Those

Mother Nature

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****Mother Nature****
***due date: Spring***
***when giving birth***
*heaven and nature sing*
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Nature's Fireworks

Flowers are nature's fireworks.
Especially in May.
The explosion of color
takes one's breath away.

From the finest artists' hands,
come morning, day and night,
in all their different hues
and every shade of light.

Swaying in the wind,
majestic, sleepy or gay;
scenting the blustery air
with heaven's secret bouquet.

Feeding the hungry insects,
drawing the busy bees,
hiding the smallest forms,
decorating spring's trees.

The pink flowery beds,
the evening

Alone

I sat still in the moment's silence,  
Listening to the songs of the birds—  
A melody of varied frequencies,  
A harmony is born from nature's gifts.  

I gazed at the radiant sky,  
I watched the clouds,  
Artwork of a perfect Craftsman.  
They stretch, move, and disperse in space,

Koropuko Falls

Hunger for perfectly placed punga path 

Snakes surely slowly..garlanded scarf 

Turns & rakes fern festooned forest floor

Sun dappled glade, bathed and swathed 

Glorious green sheens in every shade

Follow the hidden hollow - through a secret door..

Fairies frolic on tour…bucolic tonic to explore

Rumbling..fumbling through moss tumbling dreams

Stumbling…rambling, ambling & scrambling 

Rugged roots hugs…tugs.. rock hewn strewn

Appreciating Mother Nature

A red bellied robin balanced upon the red swinging set pole.
The sky slowly shifting colours as the sun was setting.
Appreciating artistry of Mother Nature and her role.

The Joy of Spring

Beauty fills the meadows,  
Hope no longer lingers in the shadows,
Every day feels like a fresh start,  
As budding flowers greet the sun's warm heart,  
There’s a lavish display of colours.

The fragrance of spring’s blossoms fills Mama’s room, 
Gone is the gloom of yesterday’s doom,
She spends her leisure time in the garden,

Master Creator

I love the way your tears
Meander through the secret seams
Etched by time upon my face.

I love the way your sundry eyes
Light up 
When my world turns dark.

I treasure your novel designs,
Masterfully brushed against a sun-kissed sky.

I relish in the cool, tender cradle
Of heaven’s clouds upon the earth,
Where I rest in an angel’s quiet embrace.

I love

Leatherback Turtle

I.

The night was as thick as melted asphalt
when her prehistoric form
emerged like a monument
in the sand
and each egg that descended
spiked the air with the scent of birth,
sweet, pungent,
and female.

Drunk with labor,
she could not sense the mass
of people that surrounded her,
the eggs that slid through her rubbery body,
or perhaps the knowledge
that, in minutes, she would abandon

Mother nature is being a today

Mother Nature
Is being a big a 
It is snowing again
It is also spring
And outside the weather
Is very bad
Because it is very cold still
Every day
Also the temperature changes
Every day
Last Sunday
It was -9
With the windshield factor
Yes I am that will warm up soon
I just hate the cold
I like the hot weather better
The birds are lot back yet
And

DAILY GRATITUDE MOTHER NATURE

Today I’m grateful for the art of Mother Nature…
her landscapes I prefer…
for no artist who ever was 
or is 
can paint any better than her

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