Least Read Poems About Nature
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A Gesture of Vines
As you devour the hillside
in a gesture of vines” ~ Jacqueline Suskin
Vines are funny things
how each one now springs
full to life
on the old brick wall
Counting them all
one at a time
keeping track of rhyme
untying the thick tangle
Each a verdant bangle
around the wrist
giving an organic twist
to the direction of my day
Associated with the sage
they fill in my blank page
with ivy possibility
an ever clever duplicity
While I listen for the word ...
in a gesture of vines” ~ Jacqueline Suskin
Vines are funny things
how each one now springs
full to life
on the old brick wall
Counting them all
one at a time
keeping track of rhyme
untying the thick tangle
Each a verdant bangle
around the wrist
giving an organic twist
to the direction of my day
Associated with the sage
they fill in my blank page
with ivy possibility
an ever clever duplicity
While I listen for the word ...
#nature
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
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Chestnut
It no real surprise
given the color of her eyes
that she is named Chestnut
since such a gentle brown
can only be found
on a bright bucolic day
while I slowly make my way
through County Cork
with a true skip in my step
for each new joy that is leapt
given the color of her eyes
that she is named Chestnut
since such a gentle brown
can only be found
on a bright bucolic day
while I slowly make my way
through County Cork
with a true skip in my step
for each new joy that is leapt
#happiness
#horses
#nature
#confessional
#WritingPoetry
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Vineyard
The green sheen of the grass
is blinding as I pass
the forever rolling hills
of Napa Valley
Ripe grapes on the vine
are like words on a line
plump and sweet
Nature’s poetry
Each grape is dusted
like a fingerprint
as if to give a hint
as to who is the vintner
Clinging ever so tight
bathed in dawn sunlight
sweetening with time
blended perfectly for rhyme
Leaves me alone here
with a glistening tear
just a lonely wandering...
is blinding as I pass
the forever rolling hills
of Napa Valley
Ripe grapes on the vine
are like words on a line
plump and sweet
Nature’s poetry
Each grape is dusted
like a fingerprint
as if to give a hint
as to who is the vintner
Clinging ever so tight
bathed in dawn sunlight
sweetening with time
blended perfectly for rhyme
Leaves me alone here
with a glistening tear
just a lonely wandering...
#nature
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#travel
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Skeleton of Winter
Inspired by “Skeleton of Winter” by Joy Harjo
Winter is as white
as bone
cold as a stone
weighing heavy
upon itself
for even the barren trees
feel this dis-ease
below the first blown snow
a frigid thin skin
felt yet still refusing to melt
Winter is as white
as bone
cold as a stone
weighing heavy
upon itself
for even the barren trees
feel this dis-ease
below the first blown snow
a frigid thin skin
felt yet still refusing to melt
#death
#winter
#nature
#confessional
#WritingPoetry
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Dappled Morning
The leafy verdant trees
are rustled by the breeze
beginning to slowly sway
back and forth
While a playful golden sun
once more has its fun
painting each arboreal crown
with dapples of gold
Again there is so much to see
right here in front of me
as the world now turns
to show me her kinder side
Warming spring days
wrapped in a lazy haze
inspiring each new word
cultivate each nurtured line
Planting these poetic seeds
deferring all of these needs
while my heart does roam
in the...
are rustled by the breeze
beginning to slowly sway
back and forth
While a playful golden sun
once more has its fun
painting each arboreal crown
with dapples of gold
Again there is so much to see
right here in front of me
as the world now turns
to show me her kinder side
Warming spring days
wrapped in a lazy haze
inspiring each new word
cultivate each nurtured line
Planting these poetic seeds
deferring all of these needs
while my heart does roam
in the...
#trees
#sun
#spring
#nature
#WritingPoetry
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Windish
I feel her tender breeze
such a slender tease
hinting of spring
yet warning of winter
as frozen tears splinter
now fall like broken glass
not allowing me to pass
beyond any lingering thing
until I take a deep full breath
once more sidestepping death
such a slender tease
hinting of spring
yet warning of winter
as frozen tears splinter
now fall like broken glass
not allowing me to pass
beyond any lingering thing
until I take a deep full breath
once more sidestepping death
#wind
#nature
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
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Poem Quest
With a goal to embrace my best
I now pursue this poet quest
venture out far into the void
resavor all that I once enjoyed
For moments in pure solitude
resonate again with such gratitude
for these gifts I now receive
for these losses I still do grieve
While I walk barefoot on the trail
with each new step I may regale
hear Great Spirit then call
once more revealing all
Beneath these sequoia trees
I listen to the forest breeze
share its poetry with me
along with the secret of being free
...
I now pursue this poet quest
venture out far into the void
resavor all that I once enjoyed
For moments in pure solitude
resonate again with such gratitude
for these gifts I now receive
for these losses I still do grieve
While I walk barefoot on the trail
with each new step I may regale
hear Great Spirit then call
once more revealing all
Beneath these sequoia trees
I listen to the forest breeze
share its poetry with me
along with the secret of being free
...
#nature
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#SelfDiscovery
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Elementals
Always so fundamental
every single elemental
in the way they exist
in the way they resist
the dark forces of the day
Defying all in their own way
forged back in ancient times
when alchemy was wedded to rhymes
when poets still knew their true worth
among fire, water, wind and earth
every single elemental
in the way they exist
in the way they resist
the dark forces of the day
Defying all in their own way
forged back in ancient times
when alchemy was wedded to rhymes
when poets still knew their true worth
among fire, water, wind and earth
#earth
#fire
#water
#wind
#nature
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Hunting Grounds
I often listen to the sounds
of distant hunting grounds
where Elk and Buffalo
would share all they know
About how the years would pass
just wild winds through prairie grass
all across these grassy plains
painted verdant by ancient rains
Long before the age of steel
when we all could still feel
sunlight through clear skies
before progress with its alibis
With only Eagle up in the sky
to inspire our hopes to fly
our hearts to again to awaken
embrace all we have forsaken
As I slowly turn away...
of distant hunting grounds
where Elk and Buffalo
would share all they know
About how the years would pass
just wild winds through prairie grass
all across these grassy plains
painted verdant by ancient rains
Long before the age of steel
when we all could still feel
sunlight through clear skies
before progress with its alibis
With only Eagle up in the sky
to inspire our hopes to fly
our hearts to again to awaken
embrace all we have forsaken
As I slowly turn away...
#nature
#confessional
#WritingPoetry
#culture
#tradition
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Such Wide Horizons
How limitless they still are
well beyond my sight
be they near or ever far
in busy day or dreamful night
With so many miles to go
on both land and by sea
on this quest to come to know
these truths inside of me
Deep lessons to then learn
how to calm this inner violence
an inner peace to then earn
within the vastness of silence
While I go to these extremes
coming to truly embrace
the beauty of these dreams
the wonder of every place
All around this unbounded world
from...
well beyond my sight
be they near or ever far
in busy day or dreamful night
With so many miles to go
on both land and by sea
on this quest to come to know
these truths inside of me
Deep lessons to then learn
how to calm this inner violence
an inner peace to then earn
within the vastness of silence
While I go to these extremes
coming to truly embrace
the beauty of these dreams
the wonder of every place
All around this unbounded world
from...
#confessional
#nature
#SelfDiscovery
#travel
#WritingPoetry
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Arctic Spray
The midnight sun is bright
the coastal breeze light
with its hint of salt
making its own gestalt
About the true meaning of things
carried above me in black wings
secrets shared with the sea
now overheard by me
Confessions in the waves
about how nature still saves
those willing to learn
quench hearts that still yearn
When kindness is at the helm
guiding me through this realm
where the great spirit thrives
inspiring all throughout their lives
As I breath in now deep
this wisdom I must...
the coastal breeze light
with its hint of salt
making its own gestalt
About the true meaning of things
carried above me in black wings
secrets shared with the sea
now overheard by me
Confessions in the waves
about how nature still saves
those willing to learn
quench hearts that still yearn
When kindness is at the helm
guiding me through this realm
where the great spirit thrives
inspiring all throughout their lives
As I breath in now deep
this wisdom I must...
#birds
#confessional
#nature
#travel
#WritingPoetry
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Wind Swell
To be true as the tide, free as a wind swell,
joyful and loving in letting it be" ~ John Denver
I so long to be
alone on the soothing sea
to be kissed by a fickle wind
that makes me no promises
Creating a silent wave
washing away all that is grave
expunge all such things
that do render my surrender
Lifting me high up a crest
carrying me ever west
to chase the setting sun
bask in its infinite orange glow
...
joyful and loving in letting it be" ~ John Denver
I so long to be
alone on the soothing sea
to be kissed by a fickle wind
that makes me no promises
Creating a silent wave
washing away all that is grave
expunge all such things
that do render my surrender
Lifting me high up a crest
carrying me ever west
to chase the setting sun
bask in its infinite orange glow
...
#sea
#nature
#confessional
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DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About Nature