Least Read Poems About Nature
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Alaskan Winds
I listen to these Alaskan winds
carry away all of my silent sins
on a strong chilling breeze
still warning of a bitter freeze
For I know the days ahead
are steeped in their own dread
cautionary in all their tales
revealed by breaching whales
Since here at the top of the world
cryptic secrets are unfurled
laid out upon the snow
where no one else dares to go
While all truth lies frozen in ice
not needing to be told twice
about the melting of our days
about the peril of our ways
Still I...
carry away all of my silent sins
on a strong chilling breeze
still warning of a bitter freeze
For I know the days ahead
are steeped in their own dread
cautionary in all their tales
revealed by breaching whales
Since here at the top of the world
cryptic secrets are unfurled
laid out upon the snow
where no one else dares to go
While all truth lies frozen in ice
not needing to be told twice
about the melting of our days
about the peril of our ways
Still I...
#wind
#nature
#LifeAsAWriter
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
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Serene...
There remains much to be seen
within this life still so serene
seeking out this lone solitude
a place to display all my gratitude
Hidden secrets within the snow
always willing to share all they know
about which trails I should take
about all I should leave in my wake
Forgetting all of the lies I was told
as I let them freeze fast in the cold
only listening to the alpine breeze
glistening with poetry in these trees
While I take in each sweet line
relish its true hint of the divine
spilling forth up this...
within this life still so serene
seeking out this lone solitude
a place to display all my gratitude
Hidden secrets within the snow
always willing to share all they know
about which trails I should take
about all I should leave in my wake
Forgetting all of the lies I was told
as I let them freeze fast in the cold
only listening to the alpine breeze
glistening with poetry in these trees
While I take in each sweet line
relish its true hint of the divine
spilling forth up this...
#trees
#nature
#snow
#confessional
#TruthOfLife
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Evergreened
I love it when the wind cuts loose
whistling through the full spruce
an invitation to the soulful dance
another unexpected chance
To join the symphony of souls
across this meadow that rolls
covered with freshly fallen snow
drifted as the gusts blow
Finally able to relax
making my own fresh tracks
as I again set out
to conquer my fear and doubt
Following the cold breeze
towards this forest of trees
forever evergreen
truly a wonder to be seen
Never losing their leaves
understanding each...
whistling through the full spruce
an invitation to the soulful dance
another unexpected chance
To join the symphony of souls
across this meadow that rolls
covered with freshly fallen snow
drifted as the gusts blow
Finally able to relax
making my own fresh tracks
as I again set out
to conquer my fear and doubt
Following the cold breeze
towards this forest of trees
forever evergreen
truly a wonder to be seen
Never losing their leaves
understanding each...
#trees
#nature
#confessional
#TruthOfLife
#freedom
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An Icy Glaze
Within this predawn haze
the world wears an icy glaze
freezing all of time
capturing this rhyme
Another chance I guess
for me to finally confess
about the power of now
to once more show me how
Though the future is near
this present is the only one here
leaving the past far behind
no matter what we seek to find
As Nature stops me in my tracks
revealing how my life still lacks
so many intangible things
with this wintry wisdom it brings
While I reflect upon the ice ...
the world wears an icy glaze
freezing all of time
capturing this rhyme
Another chance I guess
for me to finally confess
about the power of now
to once more show me how
Though the future is near
this present is the only one here
leaving the past far behind
no matter what we seek to find
As Nature stops me in my tracks
revealing how my life still lacks
so many intangible things
with this wintry wisdom it brings
While I reflect upon the ice ...
#winter
#nature
#confessional
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
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Bears on the Beach
Once again it is time to teach
along with the bears on the beach
a day unlike any other
two cubs with their mother
With four paws on the ground
these three hardly make a sound
making their way along the shore
on adventure once more
While cold winds do blow
all along the ice flow
with the glacier shade of blue
always revealing something new
As they continue on their way
on this balmy summer day
with mischief on their mind
ready for anything they find
Here in the midnight sun ...
along with the bears on the beach
a day unlike any other
two cubs with their mother
With four paws on the ground
these three hardly make a sound
making their way along the shore
on adventure once more
While cold winds do blow
all along the ice flow
with the glacier shade of blue
always revealing something new
As they continue on their way
on this balmy summer day
with mischief on their mind
ready for anything they find
Here in the midnight sun ...
#animals
#nature
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Glacial Musings
In this land of ice and snow
the pace of life is glacial slow
the face of truth forever blue
wherever any lie may be true
For I have journeyed a long way
just to have this chance to say
hello to my new self…
put the old me on the back shelf
Feeling the colder arctic air
telling me always to beware
of this scourge I left behind
with a new paradise to find
As I sit here safe offshore ...
the pace of life is glacial slow
the face of truth forever blue
wherever any lie may be true
For I have journeyed a long way
just to have this chance to say
hello to my new self…
put the old me on the back shelf
Feeling the colder arctic air
telling me always to beware
of this scourge I left behind
with a new paradise to find
As I sit here safe offshore ...
#confessional
#nature
#snow
#travel
#WritingPoetry
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Tortuga
They lumber along
knowing they belong
within time
as it unfurls
Collecting the years
gathering the tears
as silent witnesses
to the march of life
All joy and strife
observed
preserved
within their hearts
While each moment starts
then concludes
as each of us deludes
ourselves that we have dominion
Having the opinion
that the world is ours
despite the rain showers
that tell us different
knowing they belong
within time
as it unfurls
Collecting the years
gathering the tears
as silent witnesses
to the march of life
All joy and strife
observed
preserved
within their hearts
While each moment starts
then concludes
as each of us deludes
ourselves that we have dominion
Having the opinion
that the world is ours
despite the rain showers
that tell us different
#animals
#nature
#WritingPoetry
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Autumn
The cool breeze is faint
while nature starts to paint
her annual masterpiece
one leaf at time
More beautiful than rhyme
set high up in the tree
meant to mesmerize me
enchant the whole forest
Red, orange and gold
each with a story now told
in an arboreal way
only poets can understand
A poetic sleight of hand
right before me eyes
eliciting my sighs
warming my heart
Wondering where to start
to begin each line
in search of the divine
offer up this humble poem
while nature starts to paint
her annual masterpiece
one leaf at time
More beautiful than rhyme
set high up in the tree
meant to mesmerize me
enchant the whole forest
Red, orange and gold
each with a story now told
in an arboreal way
only poets can understand
A poetic sleight of hand
right before me eyes
eliciting my sighs
warming my heart
Wondering where to start
to begin each line
in search of the divine
offer up this humble poem
#fall
#nature
#spiritual
#confessional
#WritingPoetry
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Sidestepping
The sugary sand is full of holes
full of hiding souls
laying low from prying eyes
any sudden surprise
Keeping secrets
while still telling tales
about life and its travails
whispered throughout the dunes
Deciphered from mystic runes
from archaic stones
fortunes from scattered bones
randomly tossed about
Eclipsing any doubt
in the origins of things
of the Icarus and his wings
of poor Daedalus and his dread
A litany for all the dead
a dirge to now dance
by the crabs...
full of hiding souls
laying low from prying eyes
any sudden surprise
Keeping secrets
while still telling tales
about life and its travails
whispered throughout the dunes
Deciphered from mystic runes
from archaic stones
fortunes from scattered bones
randomly tossed about
Eclipsing any doubt
in the origins of things
of the Icarus and his wings
of poor Daedalus and his dread
A litany for all the dead
a dirge to now dance
by the crabs...
#sea
#beach
#nature
#confessional
#TruthOfLife
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Crow in the Pine
Pitch black with evergreen
a contrast to be seen
to be witnessed
in the clear frosted air
Death and defiance
in some sort of alliance
along my November way
gives me pause
Maybe with just cause
to stand and wonder
just simply gaze
at life in this maze
For what is there to glean
from the blackness and green
something to decipher
to eventually decode
Perhaps pen an ode
about the balance of things
between needles and wings
only understood within a verse
a contrast to be seen
to be witnessed
in the clear frosted air
Death and defiance
in some sort of alliance
along my November way
gives me pause
Maybe with just cause
to stand and wonder
just simply gaze
at life in this maze
For what is there to glean
from the blackness and green
something to decipher
to eventually decode
Perhaps pen an ode
about the balance of things
between needles and wings
only understood within a verse
#death
#trees
#birds
#nature
#TruthOfLife
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The First Frost
It comes every year
like a frozen tear
seizing the flaxen grass
in its clear sheaths
So cold to my touch
it reveals so much
about the fate
of things to come
Forgotten are the days
of warm solar rays
soft gentle breezes
to blow across the meadow
Like my fogging breath
reminding me of death
how it is never...
too far ahead
While I try to remember
the lessons of September
when the leaves were bold
before the weather turned cold
like a frozen tear
seizing the flaxen grass
in its clear sheaths
So cold to my touch
it reveals so much
about the fate
of things to come
Forgotten are the days
of warm solar rays
soft gentle breezes
to blow across the meadow
Like my fogging breath
reminding me of death
how it is never...
too far ahead
While I try to remember
the lessons of September
when the leaves were bold
before the weather turned cold
#death
#winter
#nature
#confessional
#SelfReflection
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Solitary
To truly live each day
in my own solitary way
walling off the world
while my journey is unfurled
Writing in my book of days
as the gentle wind now plays
with wild words of rhyme
to again mark my time
Letting all of the ink spill
let it flow where it will
in my own solitary way
walling off the world
while my journey is unfurled
Writing in my book of days
as the gentle wind now plays
with wild words of rhyme
to again mark my time
Letting all of the ink spill
let it flow where it will
#nature
#spiritual
#confessional
#TruthOfLife
#SelfReflection
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DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About Nature