BaldyBrown
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 9:19am
24th Feb 2025 9:19am
When Fall Comes to New England
John Denver saw fire in the Colorado sky, but I've seen it in the trees of New England and didn’t need to be high to see it.
The smell of a sultry summer field as it yielded its annual organic essence to a foggy September morning. The cemetery where rests my ancestry, deeply ensconced in the vineyards near Dundee and Glen Eden. The smell of the catawbas would approach sensory overload at this time of year. An exceptionally warm day just after duck season, kayaking around the abandoned blinds in the marshes at the north end of Cayuga Lake. Taking that last swim if you were still...
The smell of a sultry summer field as it yielded its annual organic essence to a foggy September morning. The cemetery where rests my ancestry, deeply ensconced in the vineyards near Dundee and Glen Eden. The smell of the catawbas would approach sensory overload at this time of year. An exceptionally warm day just after duck season, kayaking around the abandoned blinds in the marshes at the north end of Cayuga Lake. Taking that last swim if you were still...
#fall
#nature
#trees
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neves
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2025 11:49pm
23rd Feb 2025 11:49pm
Must I choose a season
When they have their own work to get through
and mother takes a heavy blow for all of them?
I guess we'll sit playing pretend
like none of this is happening
as seasons become fluid
and keep melting ice caps.
and mother takes a heavy blow for all of them?
I guess we'll sit playing pretend
like none of this is happening
as seasons become fluid
and keep melting ice caps.
#minimalist
#nature
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fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2025 1:21am
23rd Feb 2025 1:21am
State of Today
Wicked winds blow
As the earth shakes and trembles
Volcanoes glow
With dancing demonic angels
The ocean rises under the pressure of the moon
Whales beach themselves, welcoming death soon
Birds with flaws are our demise
The ones that walk and cannot fly
Sweet blooms on strawberry vines
Created in laboratories and tainted wines
Killer bees infiltrate from state to state
Swarming under Queen bee’s command
So full of hate!
The Amazon will find its end
Scientists received notice...
As the earth shakes and trembles
Volcanoes glow
With dancing demonic angels
The ocean rises under the pressure of the moon
Whales beach themselves, welcoming death soon
Birds with flaws are our demise
The ones that walk and cannot fly
Sweet blooms on strawberry vines
Created in laboratories and tainted wines
Killer bees infiltrate from state to state
Swarming under Queen bee’s command
So full of hate!
The Amazon will find its end
Scientists received notice...
#bees
#birds
#earth
#nature
#wind
191 reads
25 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2025 10:02pm
22nd Feb 2025 10:02pm
In the afternoon of dawn
They say that it's in the afternoon dawn as the sun goes down, that we have peace and harmony, as we exchange our thoughts and prayers with nature as our back drop with peace. For even as I sit here looking out at world around me, I wonder how much the world has been changed, by its own demise with nothing but corruption and deception. As they lie with an straight face as they gas light you without the light bulb.💡 But yet here we are in the environment of nature, with it's mountains and streams. Surrounded by the clouds and open skies, just sitting here in quiet space of a cave...
#clouds
#mountains
#nature
#sky
#StreamOfConsciousness
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PAR
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2025 3:30pm
22nd Feb 2025 3:30pm
Autumn Leaves
I am surrounded by autumn leaves,
Their vibrant hues of crimson and gold,
Whispering tales of change and beauty.
The crisp air carries the scent of earth,
Dew-kissed mornings, and evenings in twilight,
Leaves gently falling like nature's confetti.
I walk through a carpet of russet and amber,
Each step a reminder of the cycle of life,
Nature's quiet song echoing in my heart.
The trees stand tall, their branches bare,
Yet full of grace and dignity,
Revealing the sky in its clear, blue splendor.
In this...
Their vibrant hues of crimson and gold,
Whispering tales of change and beauty.
The crisp air carries the scent of earth,
Dew-kissed mornings, and evenings in twilight,
Leaves gently falling like nature's confetti.
I walk through a carpet of russet and amber,
Each step a reminder of the cycle of life,
Nature's quiet song echoing in my heart.
The trees stand tall, their branches bare,
Yet full of grace and dignity,
Revealing the sky in its clear, blue splendor.
In this...
#beauty
#fall
#forest
#nature
#trees
71 reads
8 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
21st Feb 2025 10:27pm
21st Feb 2025 10:27pm
Crystal Winter Sky
The day moves so slowly
Frozen in it's breath
Sun goes down so lonely
In the distant frosty west
Cold, malevolent winds are blowing
All hope has gone away
While fading life is flowing
Into a wintry, snowy haze
Icicles frozen in time
A snow angel spreads her wings to fly
Church bells and gongs chime
Hands reach out into a crystal winter sky
Frozen in it's breath
Sun goes down so lonely
In the distant frosty west
Cold, malevolent winds are blowing
All hope has gone away
While fading life is flowing
Into a wintry, snowy haze
Icicles frozen in time
A snow angel spreads her wings to fly
Church bells and gongs chime
Hands reach out into a crystal winter sky
#heaven
#nature
#rhyming
#spiritual
#winter
91 reads
14 Comments
BaldyBrown
Poem Published
20th Feb 2025 3:20am
20th Feb 2025 3:20am
Fresh Oil
Musing in its general direction through the morning haze,
the jungle mountain begs one’s attention at any hour.
A nearby dog has failed to resume its cyclical rhetoric
when something closes the eyes.
Silence descends like fresh oil.
It drizzles through my rebelliously long hair
and down across my zippered lips.
Behind the closed, another opens to the child’s sight
to hear the jungle’s morning crew
singing to Aioue about today’s purity.
A minimalist’s symphonic work.
In suspended moments, I...
the jungle mountain begs one’s attention at any hour.
A nearby dog has failed to resume its cyclical rhetoric
when something closes the eyes.
Silence descends like fresh oil.
It drizzles through my rebelliously long hair
and down across my zippered lips.
Behind the closed, another opens to the child’s sight
to hear the jungle’s morning crew
singing to Aioue about today’s purity.
A minimalist’s symphonic work.
In suspended moments, I...
#earth
#mountains
#nature
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BaldyBrown
Poem Published
20th Feb 2025 2:56am
20th Feb 2025 2:56am
Fresh Oil - Monologue
We live at the footstool of a jungle mountain whose presence begs one’s attention at any hour. I’ll sit on occasion, musing in its general direction through the sun-soaked morning haze. Something closes my eyes sometime after the neighbors dog fails to resume its barking cycle, silence descends like fresh oil. It runs through my rebelliously long hair and down across my closed lips. I open my other sight and can hear the jungle’s morning crew as they talk to Aioue about today’s sustenance. It’s a minimalist’s symphonic work with other lessor voices in the mix, no less important.
...
...
#mountains
#nature
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Villev
Poem Published
19th Feb 2025 2:53pm
19th Feb 2025 2:53pm
Nazare’
Waveriders
In pursuit of the most thrilling
Bone chilling
Fantastic fantasy
Upon cliffside scenes
New waves breaking
Are reborn dreams
Set in reality
Fading sometimes in the tides
And autumn light
Calm seas turning into dreams
Dreamt in the night
and
Felt in the sea breeze
by the early morning light
the ocean’s calling all
enticed by
the most alluring sight
In pursuit of the most thrilling
Bone chilling
Fantastic fantasy
Upon cliffside scenes
New waves breaking
Are reborn dreams
Set in reality
Fading sometimes in the tides
And autumn light
Calm seas turning into dreams
Dreamt in the night
and
Felt in the sea breeze
by the early morning light
the ocean’s calling all
enticed by
the most alluring sight
#beach
#dreams
#nature #sea
#nature #sea
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RyanBlackborough
Poem Published
17th Feb 2025 6:23pm
17th Feb 2025 6:23pm
Compelling call
Nature guides, imploring witness admire it's effortless splendour.
A day crafted to envelop, so flourish its artistic grandeur.
In journey forgoing destination.
Purpose navigates, drawn from inspiration.
As delicate aroma scents the gentle breeze.
Wisping Sweet Alyssum, Hyacinth and Peonies.
Carries, germinating stir in eager pollinators.
Sweet reward of nectar, to entice awaiting visitors.
Valley abuzz as a fruitful rhythmic chaos begets.
Then slowly waning as moon rises and sun sets.
A day crafted to envelop, so flourish its artistic grandeur.
In journey forgoing destination.
Purpose navigates, drawn from inspiration.
As delicate aroma scents the gentle breeze.
Wisping Sweet Alyssum, Hyacinth and Peonies.
Carries, germinating stir in eager pollinators.
Sweet reward of nectar, to entice awaiting visitors.
Valley abuzz as a fruitful rhythmic chaos begets.
Then slowly waning as moon rises and sun sets.
#nature
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stevenyprince
alysha
alysha
Poem Published
14th Feb 2025 5:35pm
14th Feb 2025 5:35pm
Intelligence of nature
nature knows best
accept the easy path, yet do not rest
be a rock, carved in the stream
let life rip you apart
& rejoice, once again
Kamaloca, on and off
time quickens, as it must.
all the bars
to them prison cells
been left unlocked
a beacon for the moth
Step out side, ride the night,
wild and raw, unthinking,
deconstruct time
let loose, your mind.
accept the easy path, yet do not rest
be a rock, carved in the stream
let life rip you apart
& rejoice, once again
Kamaloca, on and off
time quickens, as it must.
all the bars
to them prison cells
been left unlocked
a beacon for the moth
Step out side, ride the night,
wild and raw, unthinking,
deconstruct time
let loose, your mind.
#escape
#freedom
#nature
#sex
#water
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 00:11am
13th Feb 2025 00:11am
February Frost
The oak trees in winter
into the painted grey skies
ghosts of the midwinter fires
flames of darkness, touching down on earth
the purest water of the black lake
the great cold death brought forth
into the painted grey skies
ghosts of the midwinter fires
flames of darkness, touching down on earth
the purest water of the black lake
the great cold death brought forth
#dark
#death
#nature #winter
#nature #winter
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10 Comments
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