Short Thoreau Poems
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Henry David Thoreau
Spent two years in a one room chateau
Went to the pond to dip his booty
No dice – lifeguards off-duty
give me the wilderness
fox, deer, beaver, skunk
moss, mushrooms, violets
maybe a small stark cabin
like Thoreau
rustic and remote
with electricity and internet access
Frost and Thoreau were going for a walk.
Frost said I can make a poem from a sock.
Thoreau laughed hard
At this braggish bard
Published a poem from this crazy small talk.
Upon my fence alit a pretty sparrow
Her stay was brief, and yet I felt more noble
Than if the visit were of king or pharaoh
(inspired by writings of Henry David Thoreau)
D Thoreau 'INDEPENDENCE'
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one / ___ /| one
/_________
man| BALLOT | vote
| BOX |
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poetic mouse channeled Coleridge
no one noticed
he channeled Poe
Ravens roosted next to his missive
unfortunately,
his muse Thoreau
would not let him
beat them off with a broom
He lived in his own way with his own rule book
Thoreau needed only a bit of paper and a sharp pen
We admired his woods, his violets, his bubbly brook
Moving me to the country? Please tell me when.
Apples red, apples round.
Apples frozen on the ground.
Yellow-mellow apples,
many speckled, bruised and brown.
Henry ate them
when he went wooding.
Said they tasted like apple pudding.
American naturalist and writer, Henry David Thoreau,
left society for a cabin in woods to live simply and solo.
He hunted arrowheads, wrote essays, poetry and philosophy.
A leading transcendentalist was America’s first hippy.
American naturalist, essayist, philosopher, poet, teacher and transcendentalist.
He pursued spiritual growth through denial of worldly pleasures and simple living.
He left society to live apart in a small cabin as one of the first hippies to exist.
An inkwell cupcake if you please.
Frost it with adverbs.
Sprinkle it with adjectives.
Don’t be stingy.
You can add more.
Make it glitter.
Make it pop!
Startle yourself.
Bake it whatever degree
Coleridge, Whitman, Thoreau and Poe would have used.
“The stars are God's dreams, thoughts remembered in the silence of His night.”
Quote by Henry David Thoreau, Journal of Henry David Thoreau
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When I see stars twinkling, moon beaming at me, I reflect!
Van Gogh Thoreau Wadsworth Coleridge Poe Miro
Their words and art surrounded her mind in living colors
She worked her design into a vibrant office and studio
Others said they could never have done it; she wondered why
Not understanding that everyone does not have a Gemini mind
Alone In the forest late one night,
Moon shadows grace the glistening snow.
The contrast and shapes are an awesome sight.
What a warm feeling… seeing the soft glow,
Now I understand Solitude Henry David Thoreau.
By: Greg Stanley
Submitted to the:
“FOURS AND FIVES” Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Suburban Pastorale
(I walk in nature still alone. Thoreau)
Among purchased trees
he seeks repose
and bruised
by civic alienation
forgets that Eden's cleft
has led to all that's made.
But surely he knows
Man and Nature
bound only by cultivation
are not the same.
For he, like most,
prefers his nature tame.
I’ve forever written
as myself
Few influences will
show
Neither Hemingway nor
Faulkner
Not Melville or
Thoreau
But as one who saw through
all of that
With so much more
to know
I search the land
and stars above
For ink
—my pen to flow
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)
Inspired by Henry David Thoreau
Live In Each Season As It Passes, For nothing is ever so sure
Only that time is fleeting, and Death is never too far
Breathe the Air for to Breathe is to live
Drink the Drink for time it slips,
Taste the fruit for here and now is all there is
Resign Yourself and be Influenced by a life of Bliss
Gone is the era of the Renaissance Man
Who delved into Milton, Voltaire and Rosseau
Knew the difference between Cezanne and Gaugin
Could parse a sentence and quote Henry Thoreau
Came Woodstock, he was buried deep in time's sands
Covered over by Joplin and Country Joe...
Social media's dug man's hole even worse
Alexa and Cortana ~ My lips are pursed
She is as fleeting as the koi
twice as skittish
delicate and pretty
life has burned her
a naturalist, who loves Thoreau
a poet, who enjoys Coleridge
She dreams in color
a woman who has been hurt
To approach her, you must be subtle
honesty is the quality she must see at all costs
if you try to approach any other way
she will shut you out like the others
I am the product of Rumi's advice to Emerson and Thoreau,
telling them to consolidate the spirit of compassion and truth in America
wisdom of Persians, layers of Judeo-Christian foundation, civilizing the most barbaric at
the heart of the world
America is finally hearing of Rumi's love through Emerson
and is struggling, on many different levels, to fill the cup of love.
“What is the use of a house if you haven`t got a tolerable planet to putt it on.”
Henry David Thoreau
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Global Warming
what have we done
for glaciers to melt so fast
for forest fires to flare so often
for tornadoes to rage so strongly
for droughts to occur oft and anon
for flash floods to recur time and again
what do you really want?
I stared at my husband.
He is way too good to me.
Maybe a cabin in the woods?
Like Thoreau’s cabin?
Exactly!
Let’s build it!
So we did.
A place to sit and think
To be silent
to listen to the trill of the birds
internet did not work well there
I did not have a computer there
I ran back into the house pretty quickly
but it makes a pretty gardening shed
Nature is a greater and more perfect art
These words of Thoreau
Are as befitting and sweet as a raspberry tart
Amoeba to Arctic
Nature is God’s dearest creation
Colours, shapes, sizes all fabulous
Humans can stand still &pour appreciation
Nature is a blessing and to pinch it is ridiculous
Preserve Nature, reap showers in
Clean Air, cool water,
Warm fire, clean sky
And a green earth
A perfect place to live in
Day-161 “My Undraped Lover”
Around your heart there shines a light
Illuminating the love hidden inside
Around your face there shines a light
Illuminating the smile that sits upon
Once painted by Michelangelo
Often scripted by Thoreau
The aura of your artistry
The beauty of your soul
Angelic your innocence
Purity your virginity
Your Halo I adore
Let me feast upon you more
Lon 11/23/2020 # 260
May we be blessed to acknowledge all the wonders in our life
that have, for us, thus far accrued…
and to begin each day with a word of thanks…
and thoughts of gratitude.
Today I’m thankful when in the forest wherever I may go
how I’m reminded of the words of Henry David Thoreau
In the forest from out of nowhere his words come to me with ease
“When I take a walk into the woods,”he said,
I come out taller than the trees.”