Woman Nature Poems

I am green, I live in the field
I live in the field
I forgot you
I need


Master: You want
Vilmos: Something
Master: Good


I am green, I want something
I want...

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How dare you spit upon his garb! 
This peaceful bredda who by nature only loves, 
When you should have been his Rasta queen 
Your ghastly...

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Where steel titans glower, casting endless shade,
Rain's memory fades, and a parched land is displayed.
Bangalore simmers, a cauldron in the sun,
Life withers silent, its thirsty...

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At sixteen
People's Bible Church
sent me from rural Michigan farm lands
to Moody Bible Institute
in siren-screaming Chicago

Church fathers assumed,
despite curious evidence to the contrary,
that I was a...

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It started with a blank canvas,
the world I should make but I am anxious.
Making fields of pretty flowers,
to the deep blue seas takes many hours.
Mountains...

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I saw a lady.
Her face was a rainbow.
Some spots were sunny, some shady.
Her glow followed her wherever she happened to go.
Didn't she look so pretty?
Her...

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In a winter evening
I Riding bicycle on a quiet village road 
When the sun setting.

The sprawling paddy fields
Brown with stubble at the roadsides
Peaceful in that...

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Refrain:

In these mountains, far from the sea,
Where hearts have heard the tales,
Screams a lady, she’s wild and free,
Her life bears in details.

Though we never named...

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There is an old man and woman made of wood, who sit in the crook of the maple tree just outside my window. They hold...

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The frost falls softly like thinning silver hair, a blanket
Upon fallen leaves, dead grass, windowpanes, bare tree limbs shake
As does silver haired woman, ready to...

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Presumptuous to think
that all should be subject
to man’s will – We highest
on the Pecking Order! Till
nature shouts her feminine trill,
has her monarch fill, clawing
back, with...

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The three poetry forms used are haiku, tanka and sijo.


whirling in daisies
multicolored blooms in hair
summertime affair

Caressing petals
Light steps frolic in beauty
as breezes chase blooms.
Raspberry days...

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I was a productive, proficient painter, long captivated by the manifold colors,
An infinite parade of hues and intensities, like tales of a thousand summers.

I worked...

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Ono no Komachi Translations

These are my modern English translations of the ancient Japanese poems of Ono no Komachi…

"It's over!"
Your words drizzle like dismal rains,
bringing tears,
as...

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Your fine beauty,
Is like a bouquet,
Of flowers,
That kisses the soul,
And its skies,
With love
Reynaldo Casison...

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