Nature Sonnet Poems

In the gloom, I awoke as an oak tree. 
So relieving to have been left alone.
Moonlight purifies broken canopies, 
Highlighting every feeling that I’ve grown.

It...

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It gives my heart pause and a deeper sigh
when the wind asks the leaves to dance for me
as the birds fly high,  no clouds...

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"Can you feel the soul of an abandoned house;
        can you hear the whispering? " 
  ...

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In the dusting of the springtime 

sweet scented thoughts of yesterday

A cool tame breeze in the air

Trees sway back and forth gracefully 
 
Blossoms bloom,...

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In The Dusting Of The Springtime 

Sweet Scented Thoughts Of Yesterday

A cool tame breeze in the air

Trees sway back and forth gracefully 
 
Blossoms bloom,...

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Of all the blooms that herald spring's return,
The crocus reigns supreme, a regal sight,
As if the earth has shed its wintry stern,
Its vibrant hues a...

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    Ongoing Generation 
    
        
      ...

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Strong, yet, serene! Rough, yet, courteous! Assertive, yet, meek! 
Accommodating, yet, un-obliging! Caring, yet, cold!
Compassionate, yet, rude! Loyal, yet, decisively weak!
You're motherly and fatherly, O...

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St Oswald's church is huddled in the vale
of Grasmere. Yew trees along avenues
relinguish cones between the granite tombs 
in shadows decked, their muted roots reseed
as...

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The earth is beaten hard by working boots
and baked by scorching sun in early spring
that cracked like drying skin with calloused corns. 
As weeds are...

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All summer long the feeder hung—
its visitors a timid lot.
I listened to their calling, sung
through languid days, sultry and hot.
And then I left a little...

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A hundred winter poems
snuggled under warm blankets
sprout a thousand spring poems
of bud and blooming,
the earth warming,
purring in puddles of kittens,
singing sonnets 
of a yellowing sun.
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All nature’s linked, the heavens with the earth,
in star formations, gas, galactic dust,
elusively in roles of death and birth
however random seems their wanderlust.
We peer in...

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Oh gentle and harmless creature with wings!
Did thou the most delightful message bring,
or did thou the wordless serenade sing?
Thou pleasant kisser whose touch never stings;
angelic...

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on brink of summer
an eager painted lady
first to the party

drifting pollen swathes
golden contours round wood’s edge 
fox cubs exploring 

festooned with blossom 
blackbird trills in...

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