Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
5th Oct 2024 11:03am
5th Oct 2024 11:03am
Autumn
On a cold,autumn day.
Leaves fall and dance the day away.
Like ballerinas up in the sky.
They fly and crunch under your feet.
And their grace is what you meet.
You go onto the bench,on your seat.
With leaves crunching under your feet.
While the other leaves fly.
And they dance in the sky like ballerinas.
Only to fall onto the ground.
They sway like dancers on the cold,autumn ground.
Maybe just one cold,autumn day.
You'll join them and dance the day away.
Leading to a starry night.
With no leaves left...
Leaves fall and dance the day away.
Like ballerinas up in the sky.
They fly and crunch under your feet.
And their grace is what you meet.
You go onto the bench,on your seat.
With leaves crunching under your feet.
While the other leaves fly.
And they dance in the sky like ballerinas.
Only to fall onto the ground.
They sway like dancers on the cold,autumn ground.
Maybe just one cold,autumn day.
You'll join them and dance the day away.
Leading to a starry night.
With no leaves left...
#happiness
#hope
#inspirational
#nature
#trees
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
31st Mar 2024 11:40pm
31st Mar 2024 11:40pm
Be Positive In Your Universal Movements
Do you carry the interpretations of being a good influencer of the mind, or forsaken the brethren of mankind for the comforts of false riches
The power of self to sustain borrowed time in the province we call life resides in the heart, mind, and soul from past lives you may have upon evolution’s wishes
By the blood of the lamb, you have choices who you are, who will you become, and how you chose to live
Evil, wickedness, to appease the masses ...
The power of self to sustain borrowed time in the province we call life resides in the heart, mind, and soul from past lives you may have upon evolution’s wishes
By the blood of the lamb, you have choices who you are, who will you become, and how you chose to live
Evil, wickedness, to appease the masses ...
#trees
#sun
#moon
#sky
#water
313 reads
2 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2023 00:19am
22nd Apr 2023 00:19am
Mel and Boyo
Chapter 1
Bird Bush
Mel was a ten-year-old boy, and Boyo was eleven years old. They were schoolmates who attended a primary school in the country. Boyo used to wear a straw hat with wide brim when he was not in school. They were mischievous boys, and they were rude to adults and children. Moreover, they often played tricks on each other, and they did the same to other people.
Both boys enjoyed catching birds, and they made traps called callaban from narrow sticks and strong vines. In the mornings, they would go to bird bush and set the traps, and in the...
Bird Bush
Mel was a ten-year-old boy, and Boyo was eleven years old. They were schoolmates who attended a primary school in the country. Boyo used to wear a straw hat with wide brim when he was not in school. They were mischievous boys, and they were rude to adults and children. Moreover, they often played tricks on each other, and they did the same to other people.
Both boys enjoyed catching birds, and they made traps called callaban from narrow sticks and strong vines. In the mornings, they would go to bird bush and set the traps, and in the...
#children
#school
#countryside
#trees
#birds
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ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2022 00:20am
22nd Dec 2022 00:20am
After the skyfall
After the skyfall
There, in the chasm that grief left,
is a minute, barely glimmering,
version of a man
curled into the basin,
crushed on either side from a meteor
and all of the shrapnel that came with it.
He pull rocks out on his own,
from his chest and stomach,
his shins and his ears,
eyelids and wrist-breaks,
some are lodged inside the mouth,
some he takes to the village.
The shop owner allows them to buy
some bread when he's hungry,
or oat milk, or tinned peaches,
or a...
There, in the chasm that grief left,
is a minute, barely glimmering,
version of a man
curled into the basin,
crushed on either side from a meteor
and all of the shrapnel that came with it.
He pull rocks out on his own,
from his chest and stomach,
his shins and his ears,
eyelids and wrist-breaks,
some are lodged inside the mouth,
some he takes to the village.
The shop owner allows them to buy
some bread when he's hungry,
or oat milk, or tinned peaches,
or a...
#trees
#narrative
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crucibelle
Amelie Flora
Amelie Flora
Poem Published
25th Jul 2022 3:34pm
25th Jul 2022 3:34pm
writing about nature to wake myself from a daze of electricity
The sun hot, the moon cool as it sets the surface, to remould the next rising of the gold
And the sky ginormous, endless as the shapes of the sea in its ever-changing face of being.
I let the stars pierce me and wring out my eyes so that I can see all of these pieces of life.
Life in its ever moving purity, life stuck by its loving enemy, stagnated waiting for the touch of humanity.
Rocks weave those forms that are free with their unmoving presence, in to motion, all that is around them, fast and slow mark the paces of those tides above and below us, the movement of...
And the sky ginormous, endless as the shapes of the sea in its ever-changing face of being.
I let the stars pierce me and wring out my eyes so that I can see all of these pieces of life.
Life in its ever moving purity, life stuck by its loving enemy, stagnated waiting for the touch of humanity.
Rocks weave those forms that are free with their unmoving presence, in to motion, all that is around them, fast and slow mark the paces of those tides above and below us, the movement of...
#inspirational
#trees
#nature
#TruthOfLife
#LifeChangingMoment
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cabcool
Poem Published
19th Jul 2022 6:40am
19th Jul 2022 6:40am
cherry-ripe
the inescapable charm of the mango season
full her lips
secret hips
to the eye conceal their pride
timid feet
ever fleet
host no self-indulgent ride
smiles that tease
not to please
hungry men in disarray
...
full her lips
secret hips
to the eye conceal their pride
timid feet
ever fleet
host no self-indulgent ride
smiles that tease
not to please
hungry men in disarray
...
#trees
#nature
381 reads
3 Comments
shadow_starzzz
Poem Published
31st Oct 2021 8:38pm
31st Oct 2021 8:38pm
I stole his crispy white shirt, and left him my little black dress to wear…
#love
#trees
#nature #memories
#nature #memories
433 reads
3 Comments
slipalong
Poem Published
8th Aug 2021 5:31pm
8th Aug 2021 5:31pm
The oak (chopped into thirteen parts)
one
In it's conception the brown egg sits fast, within the cup
two
Nature spring the acorn, to germinate each seed
the golden yoke of verdancy released
three
Innocuous, with its tender bud,
but hardy, no season can disrupt
four
Sinew's bent in wind and storm
wide roots, protecting it from harm
five
Harbour just how many friend's? insects buzz, birds that sing
surviving, in their own biome
six
A squirrel scampers. startled by a snapping twig
and comes to...
In it's conception the brown egg sits fast, within the cup
two
Nature spring the acorn, to germinate each seed
the golden yoke of verdancy released
three
Innocuous, with its tender bud,
but hardy, no season can disrupt
four
Sinew's bent in wind and storm
wide roots, protecting it from harm
five
Harbour just how many friend's? insects buzz, birds that sing
surviving, in their own biome
six
A squirrel scampers. startled by a snapping twig
and comes to...
#trees
#environment
#nature
427 reads
2 Comments
JohnWilksLincoln
Poem Published
1st Aug 2021 5:21am
1st Aug 2021 5:21am
Assail at Camp Hale
#love
#men
#MeToo
#trees
#nature
191 reads
2 Comments
AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
8th Apr 2021 12:12pm
8th Apr 2021 12:12pm
Of the Darkening of Valinor
My dear.... my beloved,
Light of the Almighty Source,
A Life Giving Dream of
Protection, as it is more than just Force.
Can you imagine captivations
in Morgoth's antilight den that wrings,
when you lose all hope, in damnation,
salvation is all you awe, for it welfare brings.
Living on an isolated plane..
where all the gore is normalised,
wars are means of winning, bane
is considered to be civilised.... ...
Light of the Almighty Source,
A Life Giving Dream of
Protection, as it is more than just Force.
Can you imagine captivations
in Morgoth's antilight den that wrings,
when you lose all hope, in damnation,
salvation is all you awe, for it welfare brings.
Living on an isolated plane..
where all the gore is normalised,
wars are means of winning, bane
is considered to be civilised.... ...
#dreams
#evil
#trees
#spiritual
#JRRTolkien
447 reads
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BigVirge
Big Virge
Big Virge
Poem Published
7th Apr 2021 10:15am
7th Apr 2021 10:15am
“Nature” ... A Poem written by Big Virge 12/02/2021
Of Course Nature PLUNDERS ...
And Can Be THUNDEROUS ... !!!
But It’s Also WONDROUS ... !!!!!
And Is Clearly Something ...
That Helps Us To LIVE ... !!!
So To Go AGAINST That’s ...
Clearly NOT A Wise Plan ... !!!
The Nature of Man ...
Has MANY VARIANTS ...
That Seem Built To Withstand ...
A Lot of Things That Are BAD ...
... As Well As GOOD ... !!!
But Nature’s Being Shook ...
By Human Hands ...
And Thinking That Stands ...
In Some Very Strange Lands ...
But Nature...
And Can Be THUNDEROUS ... !!!
But It’s Also WONDROUS ... !!!!!
And Is Clearly Something ...
That Helps Us To LIVE ... !!!
So To Go AGAINST That’s ...
Clearly NOT A Wise Plan ... !!!
The Nature of Man ...
Has MANY VARIANTS ...
That Seem Built To Withstand ...
A Lot of Things That Are BAD ...
... As Well As GOOD ... !!!
But Nature’s Being Shook ...
By Human Hands ...
And Thinking That Stands ...
In Some Very Strange Lands ...
But Nature...
#trees
#flowers
#animals
#nature
#humankind
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Seed
Poem Published
7th Nov 2020 4:48pm
7th Nov 2020 4:48pm
Naked Winter
The leaves of Autumn have fallen
Nature is caught up in winter's naked embrace
The winds don't sing a winter song
Instead they blow and moan
Crying the blues
While the shadows of trees
Lay down upon the season's first snow
Trees that reach their boney fingers towards the sky
A plea for mercy, in solemn prayer
The bitter wind cuts deep and nothing is as cruel
As a winter that exposes everything naked and bare
And lays a heavy burden on backs and shoulders
The sun's power has seemed to have drained away
A solitary brittle brown...
Nature is caught up in winter's naked embrace
The winds don't sing a winter song
Instead they blow and moan
Crying the blues
While the shadows of trees
Lay down upon the season's first snow
Trees that reach their boney fingers towards the sky
A plea for mercy, in solemn prayer
The bitter wind cuts deep and nothing is as cruel
As a winter that exposes everything naked and bare
And lays a heavy burden on backs and shoulders
The sun's power has seemed to have drained away
A solitary brittle brown...
#hope
#trees
#winter
#nature
#snow
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About Trees
