Nature Quatorzain Poems

In skies of blue, oh what a sight!
The cherry sun hung very bright,
my eyes closed basking in its light,
my cheeks burned from its fiery bite.

Its...

Read More

Before the day turned into night,
my eyes I lifted to the light
and what I saw gave me a fright.
Black, bruised – an ominous sight!

Clouds shifted,...

Read More

Before the day turned into night
A nascent sun, spun brilliant light.
A vast kaleidoscope alight
Nature's tinted hues soothing sight.

Romance true nature, appeasing
Soul with its eyes and...

Read More

Before the day turned into night,
a scarlet sun inked clouds of white.
And tinted the sky with red light;
a cotton candy pink delight.

Before the birds lose...

Read More

Before the day turned into night,
with pen and pad by waning light, 
my love of living at its height,
I wrote of all within my sight.

The...

Read More

Before the day turned into night,
the sun was shining big and bright.
It was indeed a wondrous sight
that filled my heart with such delight.

In afternoon there...

Read More

The day starts with a happy glow.
Wonderful flowers start to grow.
In the sun children, on the go,
Just running about to and fro.

There is lots more...

Read More

I am now up and half asleep, 
quiet I must not make a peep, 
others are still sleeping like sheep, 
need to get dressed and...

Read More

Nature’s Photographer


Heaven’s water-tanks roll loud on each cloud
At beats of drum pounding each lonely heart
Rain heavily bursts in great rhythms, so proud
Wind sways abruptly with...

Read More

Perfumed Garden

Twilight calls in soft floral amber lights,
Delicate in the scent of memory,
To fragile bowers of fragrant delights -
Saffron smiles wrapped in scented mystery.

Sinuous silk...

Read More

Oft I ponder the impulse to endure,
As I stare into the eyes of a turtle.
Start from egg bones that they are,
A part of their shelled...

Read More

Outside new rose buds contemplate
the future, should we bloom or no,
and tempt our own vermillion fate?

We are not winter's afterglow,
they muse, but amulets of grace,
consider...

Read More

Stiff pleated fronds in concert rise
to wax under the April sun 
and trill their canticles begun
in verses jade that they comprise.

Chartreuse of thorny branches splay
a...

Read More

I skip one stone across the pond,
an oblate onyx dotting i's
in footles of a vagabond
who tiptoes after tiger eyes.

Perhaps the ripples left behind
are teary runes...

Read More

(Quatorzain)

Outside my window          The earth shakes.
Loud roars of thunder crash as the lightening blinds my vision;
Nordic...

Read More