Cycle of Life Poems
#LifeCycle
Poems about life cycles of animals and plants. A life cycle is the series of changes a living thing passes through from the beginning of its life until death. This includes poems about nature, and poems about the human journey through life.
0 - Unfinished poetry 4
Slow
The lights are on but its not too dark.
I’m happy here like a little lark,
Listening to the big old bumbles.
The ice is gone, no slip and slide stumbles.
Spring is coming. Winter is dead
And all that’s left are the things to dread
And celebrate, maybe find a mate.
Populate your planet with a little ‘God Dammit!’
A Son of a Gun, maybe a screaming banshee.
Plenty here to entertain me,
But I still need more, when watching Superstore,
For the umpteenth time and I guess I’m alright.
...
The lights are on but its not too dark.
I’m happy here like a little lark,
Listening to the big old bumbles.
The ice is gone, no slip and slide stumbles.
Spring is coming. Winter is dead
And all that’s left are the things to dread
And celebrate, maybe find a mate.
Populate your planet with a little ‘God Dammit!’
A Son of a Gun, maybe a screaming banshee.
Plenty here to entertain me,
But I still need more, when watching Superstore,
For the umpteenth time and I guess I’m alright.
...
#LifeCycle
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Clothe Me
Without my skin suit
I’m raw
Exposed
Looking for cover
To be who
He used to know
Is only going
To leave
Me cold
Holding myself
Finding myself
Loving myself
In spite of myself
Is the only way
I’ll be clothed
I’m raw
Exposed
Looking for cover
To be who
He used to know
Is only going
To leave
Me cold
Holding myself
Finding myself
Loving myself
In spite of myself
Is the only way
I’ll be clothed
#courage
#LifeCycle
#love
#strength
#TimeHeals
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0 - Unfinished Poetry 1
Life is just a tribal war against the apocalypse
We close our thoughts and hope and pray
The day doesn’t come when the sun will bury a billion sons
And who are we to say or complain
Our rainy days were wished away
On a hotter climate, the times sure change
Rearrange the days into only sunday’s
And someday soon the gloom will doom us all to lamp posts
The humans consume the hopes and dreams of everything
Insecticides behind crying eyes
(c)2024 Aa Harvey. All...
We close our thoughts and hope and pray
The day doesn’t come when the sun will bury a billion sons
And who are we to say or complain
Our rainy days were wished away
On a hotter climate, the times sure change
Rearrange the days into only sunday’s
And someday soon the gloom will doom us all to lamp posts
The humans consume the hopes and dreams of everything
Insecticides behind crying eyes
(c)2024 Aa Harvey. All...
#LifeCycle
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what you say...?
the tree did not mind
but the leaf changed it's own color
so it fell...
but the leaf changed it's own color
so it fell...
#LifeCycle
#trees
#betrayal
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torn between two choices
Your choices are made in a moment, and yet their
consequences transcend a lifetime.”—M. J. DeMarco
choice leads me on:
sorely am i divided.
a hopeless pawn?
a future predecided?
no parliament
convened, tho scant a hearing?
chance to repent,
ere naked flames come searing?
the evil eye
blindfolds the will of reason,
...
consequences transcend a lifetime.”—M. J. DeMarco
choice leads me on:
sorely am i divided.
a hopeless pawn?
a future predecided?
no parliament
convened, tho scant a hearing?
chance to repent,
ere naked flames come searing?
the evil eye
blindfolds the will of reason,
...
#choices
#faith
#LifeCycle #wisdom
#LifeCycle #wisdom
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Invitational
breathtaking sunrise
Nature’s glory on offer
a new beginning
Nature’s glory on offer
a new beginning
#birth
#inspirational
#LifeCycle
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Dilly Beans
taste the tomatoes crack open a jar of dilly beans
late august in the thumb can lead you anywhere
sweet corn melted butter watermelon seeds
still feel the sting of my summer skin
something inside stirs with the coming of fall
the cool breezes of my memory take me
there is a little red in the maples
the high school band is marching down 15
football is in the air
got to get that last ice cream
before they close for the season
tonight i think i'll have a bonfire out by the creek
make some smores smoke some weed
and listen
...
late august in the thumb can lead you anywhere
sweet corn melted butter watermelon seeds
still feel the sting of my summer skin
something inside stirs with the coming of fall
the cool breezes of my memory take me
there is a little red in the maples
the high school band is marching down 15
football is in the air
got to get that last ice cream
before they close for the season
tonight i think i'll have a bonfire out by the creek
make some smores smoke some weed
and listen
...
#humankind
#LifeCycle
#memories
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Winter's Prose
In autumn's glow, the world begins to rest
And amber leaves descend in weathered flight
The summer's heat now finds a gentler quest
As chilly winds chase the lingering light
The trees, donning their robes of ember gold
Stand sentinel against the waning sun
Their branches reach with tales of seasons old
While shadows stretch as days are nearly done
The air is crisp, a breath of frost and pine
As harvests yield their bounty to the earth
The twilight hours in muted hues align
And nightfall's calm descends with...
And amber leaves descend in weathered flight
The summer's heat now finds a gentler quest
As chilly winds chase the lingering light
The trees, donning their robes of ember gold
Stand sentinel against the waning sun
Their branches reach with tales of seasons old
While shadows stretch as days are nearly done
The air is crisp, a breath of frost and pine
As harvests yield their bounty to the earth
The twilight hours in muted hues align
And nightfall's calm descends with...
#fall
#LifeCycle
#nature #trees
#nature #trees
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Nice Guy Chronicles X
Each love interest
Has left an impression on me
Each one has challenged
My ideals in some form
Yet such is the nature of experience
I don't know whether it was the result of being in a big city
Or whether life felt extra ironic towards me
But I got to a point in which I had no crushes
I had some kind of encounter
With each of them
Now we all know crushes don't always pan out
But they're fun to have as a reminder
That some part of you finds others attractive
My sense of...
Has left an impression on me
Each one has challenged
My ideals in some form
Yet such is the nature of experience
I don't know whether it was the result of being in a big city
Or whether life felt extra ironic towards me
But I got to a point in which I had no crushes
I had some kind of encounter
With each of them
Now we all know crushes don't always pan out
But they're fun to have as a reminder
That some part of you finds others attractive
My sense of...
#breakup
#dating
#FirstLove
#LifeCycle
#UnrequitedLove
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HONOR AND RESPECT
It's me again the story teller of words ✍️ I would like to tell you a story, that happen along time ago 11 yrs ago of an awakening, there on a road of a journey and travel and walk. For the elders say no one is sent to someone, by accident for it was by designed by fate and spiritual intention of deep subconsciousness. For sure it was a blessing in disguise and something that we both wanted and needed and want in our lives. For as the years passed by we became truly as inseparable as we became like fire 🔥 to a flame. For I have no regrets with my own commitment, to having...
#BestFriend
#friendship
#LifeCycle
#lover
#marriage
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Buzz Of The Bee
You were at a picnic,dressed in lace.
In this magical,nature place.
The melody of the buzzing bees.
And green,evergreen trees.
The bees buzzed,and the clouds unite.
Picnic on this field and watching the stars at night.
The sound of them buzzing,fuzzes in your head.
It keeps on blurring the negative thoughts in your head.
I wonder,is that sound fallen from grace?
Or is it from an entirely different place?
Is it from an entirely different race?
Or is that a smile on your face?
I have so many regrets.
But...
In this magical,nature place.
The melody of the buzzing bees.
And green,evergreen trees.
The bees buzzed,and the clouds unite.
Picnic on this field and watching the stars at night.
The sound of them buzzing,fuzzes in your head.
It keeps on blurring the negative thoughts in your head.
I wonder,is that sound fallen from grace?
Or is it from an entirely different place?
Is it from an entirely different race?
Or is that a smile on your face?
I have so many regrets.
But...
#flowers
#LifeCycle
#nature
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Nature's Archives
Samples of nature are never out of reach
with it's sound effects and archives
templates in its portfolio, mysteria,
of gothic forests and green paraphernalia
haunting graveyards where ancients sleep
listening to the crickets playing...
"Auld Lang Syne”
with it's sound effects and archives
templates in its portfolio, mysteria,
of gothic forests and green paraphernalia
haunting graveyards where ancients sleep
listening to the crickets playing...
"Auld Lang Syne”
#LifeCycle
#nature
#philosophical
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DU Poetry : Cycle of Life Poems