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Nature Prison Poems

These Nature Prison poems are examples of Prison poems about Nature. These are the best examples of Prison Nature poems written by international poets.


Premium Member Cell Prison: a Parasite of Life
My pixel prison, / parasite of my mind, / tyrant of my time. 

Once upon a time- a letter or a call sufficed.
Now, years vanish...

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Categories: prison, addiction, anxiety, computer, conflict,



Premium Member It Never Rains
It never rains
But it pours,
Is an old proverb 
That still endures.  

For: 
When you’ve a leak in your roof 
And your buckets for drips...

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Categories: prison, irony, life, poetry, poets,

Premium Member Human Nature
First Green
Then Orange 
Then Red Orange 
Day by day we grow with Nature...

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Categories: prison, allegory, dance, deep, pollution,

Wayward Soul
Woeful wandering wayward soul
Hither thither you go, to a place
so lonely and cold

Dwelling and sometimes reveling in
a sunken place
Hither thither you go, leaving
a dark trace

Wandering...

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Categories: prison, anxiety, conflict, death, depression,

Meltdown
The bars of the jail
those electronics we serve
our cellphones and laptops
new wardens in stir

 Ipods and Ipads 
to Tweet and I.M.
the virtual distance
created within

24/7
we Text...

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Categories: prison,



Thoughts of a Prisoner
Rays of moon are no longer a light
To me, it reminds for what I was bright
For me it feel the worst of all my banish
At...

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Categories: prison, mythology, nature, night, prayer,

Premium Member When We Feel Imprisoned
When we feel imprisoned
by our past,
by bad opinions,
negative aggressive reputations
from get-down bullying
on our worst bad day
or mind/heart-altered night
of rightbrain prominently
screaming red-blooded outrage.

When we feel imprisoned
is...

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Categories: prison, culture, earth, light, political,

Premium Member Folsom Prison Blues-F
It is 9:17am on Wednesday, October 14, 2020.
As I was leaving Folsom after an early morning doctor's appointment,
I crossed a very familiar intersection that I...

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Categories: prison, children, family, god, memory,

The Octopi Jars
The Octopi Jars
by Michael R. Burch

Long-vacant eyes
now lodged in clear glass,
a-swim with pale arms
as delicate as angels'...

you are beyond all hope
of salvage now...
and yet I...

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Categories: prison, angel, animal, boat, nature,

Lockdown From Dawn To Dusk
Watching from my window sill
I saw him walking, a lion in thrill
Streets shivering of his mighty shrill
On his call they come and fill
An army of...

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Categories: prison, humanity, nature, society,

Rainer Maria Rilke Translation: the Panther
The Panther
by Rainer Maria Rilke
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

His weary vision's so overwhelmed by iron bars,
his exhausted eyes see only blank Oblivion.
His world is...

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Categories: prison, allegory, analogy, animal, cat,

Premium Member Addiction To Prison
A culture steeped in retribution
becomes blind to freedom's contributions
accessed best through healing restorations,
trust,
virtual stuff
for democracies most resilient.

A society resisting love's innovative brilliance
comic and jazzy improvising...

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Categories: prison, earth, fear, freedom, health,

Premium Member Feral Free
In an exotic country of bursting colour
A paradise for majestic and exquisite birds
Shameless poachers and traffickers
Conduct unspeakable injustices
Conjuring a movement of resistance
From a tireless passionate...

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Categories: prison, beauty, bird, color, freedom,

Premium Member Reentry Priorities
I find imprisoning parallels
between early Nazi Germany
and early Roaring Trumpian 20s USA,
between fascist and fake propaganda,
between judicial patriarchal-privileged racist stockpiling,
between CEOs living above our democratically...

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Categories: prison, analogy, freedom, hate, health,

The Arsonist
From day one he was trouble
His parents knew on sight
Their bundle of pure joy and bliss
Was somehow, just not right

It wasn't in his nature
To be...

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Categories: age, conflict, prison,


Book: Shattered Sighs