Water Works. [Poem]
While mother nature's children roam, faces filled with glee. within a house, a woman sits, watching massive waves. they struck her quick, her family sick, she hasn't shown for days. as humans we avoid the warnings, never heed the signs.
Twisting Winds: New Reality
You are a wolf my friend and you haven't kept your connection with nature, as you should. as for the place?
To Touch the Sky
To Touch The Sky The walls of my home surround me, sheltering and warm. I do not want to leave, but the cry of creation pulls me forth. With tender lips, I kiss the cool air outside, shivering as it flows along my unprotected skin. Crisp, cold,...
Poem #40: The Leaves
_The Leaves_ The leaves are damp, but not cold; They feel as if they have been run Under luke warm tap water. The smell of dew upon grass Is found, like upon the morn. They curl as a paper in fire, Only slower. They are dirty and stained, like...
The Forest
#1 of poems this is one of my poems describing nature as darkness falls so do i with its cold hands it surrounds me the only thing keeping them away from tooth and fang is the fire that burns even in rain as you see with the naked
A dream begins
Art in nature to see once again. again a new fire becomes. a world of lie's hidden in time. just beneath the skin. locked inside. in and out the dream must end tonight.
Have You Ever Stopped To Listen?
* * * have you ever just sat still and appreciated the beauty of nature? have you seen the sunlight dance across the water like diamonds? sat and watched an eagle skim across the waves to grab its next meal?
Place of the heart
#1 of poems a prose worth reading for those that are lovers of nature in metaphor my heart has a place that it calls home. a room that the blues skies are that rules the ceiling. where the floor is green, green, grass.
Thing Born of Blood
My emotions mirrored in its large eyes that tell me of instincts i have long ago drowned in human blood, in the blood of my ancestors before me who have lost the love of nature.
Nature (XV)
The private moments spent together Are precious like beautiful weather Every gentle brush of your fingers Feels like a quiet wind that lingers Over the green field of grass and sun Where you and I discovered our fun Across the beaches of colorful...
Poem #63: Green
#64 of poetry a poem about the life around us, and the life in nature.
Storm of Heart and Spring
I watch the rain fall down heavy as it beats heavily against my fur looking deep into the show of light that nature displays so proudly.