Nature Reverse Poems | Examples
These Nature Reverse poems are examples of Reverse poems about Nature. These are the best examples of Reverse Nature poems written by international poets.
(“Corpus Callosum”, 2017, original encaustic)
Reverse Osmosis of Life
It’s a two way street
The way reality exists
Divided into truth on one side
And illusion’s delusions the other,
And yet the most fascinating aspect
Is the membrane that exists between the two
A membrane of I don’t know what,
But which I’m sure the ancients had a name for,
Which divides, insulates and yet connects
And filters through cosmic osmosis
The personal and transpersonal,
Or you could say the mortal and immortal.
Sometimes I can feel the membrane at work
Seeing it even just beyond the limits of my mind’s eye
Knowing what it’s doing
As it transpires
Because I am in fact on both sides simultaneously
At least to some degree.
Everything after all is an extension
And expression of Life,
You, me, us,
In whatever forms it finds us
From refined and subtle to coarse and gross.
The other night I dreamt of being a bridge
Not a figurative one, but literally
An object with girders and cross members
Able to span a stream or gully.
It didn’t surprise me, just intrigue me
That the creative nature of the Mind
Is what it is
And in fact, is all there is.
(8/18/25)
twilight casting shadows the light
awaits
existence where miracles bloom
Drops
now appear never ending;
Nimbostratus sky,
next level
splash.
The trees on the block
are all talking with each other
about their time and place.
They’re talking with each other
all around the world
and they are one.
They are all taking in the sun
and I feel its warmth, too.
It’s another day in July
and time has passed
but I feel my life
is just beginning
as I learn to live again.
Limbs dance and sway
in a gentle breeze
a ballad I feel
deep within my heart.
What manner of man is this that even the sea and wind obey
For Jesus was asleep in the boat with the Apostles on that day
When suddenly the distress in these experienced fisherman was clear
For the sea so quickly whipped into a tempest filling these men with fear
Never seeing such wrath and fury they came to the Lord with this
And in this the Lord was remiss in saying know you not to even worry
But then the Lord soon arose and He rebuked the winds and the sea
What manner of man is this we see as where once fear was now faith shows
Reaching Gergesenes Jesus was met by two possessed by evil
Jesus' Presence tormented both for they certainly knew of God's Will
Asking that Jesus cast them out into a grazing herd in the distance
Jesus said go as the herd jumped into the sea, the herders telling everyone hence
And so the people all met and decided that this Jesus must leave
For their profit they couldn't retrieve but knew better than to beset
So they told Him He had to go that He could not stay on their coast
In trying to be a good host we should all just allow His Light to glow
Yellow it once was
Today it stands, yet wilting
Beautiful flower
Winds of time create
Flies
Fur flying off
Bear
Soft white
Snow fall
Moon created
Yellow it once was
Today it stands, yet wilting
Beautiful flower
p.s. Just getting ready for the "Reverse Poem" Contest
A simple observation of the things that people take,
Life in general without it, and the difference it would make.
Grass is always greener on the other side,
Happy to abuse ourselves, while our eyes are open wide.
But what would we then do, if life didn’t need that buzz?
We’d wake up high and wasted, and all consumed with love.
Nothing would ever matter, importantness wouldn’t exist.
Would we plod on regardless, in this natural legal bliss?
The norm would be abnormal, and visa versa too,
We’d tire of it eventually, and look to something new.
With everything so “right on” we’d really should be glad,
But the human nature down side, we want what we can’t have.
We’d bore of happy highs, get tired of that buzz,
Always yearning opposite, nothing seems enough.
The point that I am making, is easy to surmise,
Desire always for different, greed lurks in our eyes.
Always wanting more, a sad fact that is true,
Who can predict temptation and what it makes us do?
Onwards like a driving force, the ultimate we can get,
Be it drink, fags, drugs, sex or work, we’re all caught in the net.
Standing
Focusing on the sunset
I’m awed by the beauty of it
Vast colors
In an array of splendor
As nighttime extends
Its arms
Reverse Cameo 2,7,8,3,7,5,2 unrhymed
mumurs of silvered petals -
willows whisper in the wind
Standing
Focusing on the sunset
I’m awed by the beauty of it
Vast colors
In an array of splendor
As nighttime extends
Its arms
Reverse Cameo 2,7,8,3,7,5,2 unrhymed
Standing
Focusing on the sunset
I’m awed by the beauty of it
Vast colors
In an array of splendor
As nighttime extends
Its arms
Still
life
upon
a mirror-
landscapes in the lake.