Category: Nature Poems
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Silence Speaks Poem About Listening in Nature
Silence Speaks Poem About Listening in Nature Silence comes swiftly with the sudden breeze quietly untangling the mind and piercing the restless heart. The rustles of the leaves in the trees let light fall like raindrops each time nature’s canopy is shaken. There’s a presence here unnameable, indescribable, ancient and older than the tallest oak.…
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A Snowy Morning in the City Poem About Winter Snow and Nature
A Snowy Morning in the CitySnowflakes fall in silencefluttering down from the skylike feathers after a pillow fightin the heavens,coating rooftops in layers of white,quickly burying black asphaltand blurring the sightof human hands upon the land.The branches of pines and spruceshave been dipped in sugar.The mighty trunks of the oaksfrosted with icing.What a delicious dessert…
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Mother Nature’s Sleep – Winter Poetry About Nature
Mother Nature’s Sleep The snowflakes, the silence echoes across the dark winter’s night. Nothing but a coat to keep out the frozen breeze that whips and throws snow like confetti into the air without a cause to celebrate except for the breath still in my chest, the only warmth I have left living in the…
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Poem About Nature, Creation, and God
The Wonder of Creation—A Deep Nature Poem About God The Wonder of Creation I’m not ashamed to admit that I’m in love with creation – not for its own sake but for what it tells me about you. The mountains may move me, my spirit may rest in the river’s bed, and the birds of…
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Autumn – Love Poem For Her
Autumn Lovely as the leaves decorated in their colorful clothes in the midst of October, brisk and crisp as the breeze that electrifies and blows at September’s closure, and mystifying as the spells of magic that cover the forest in fall; it’s no wonder I fell and never wanted another – my forever love, my…
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Orion, the Hunter – A Poem
ORION, THE HUNTER Orion, hunter of the skies, I’m jealous of you. Every time I look up I find you with your bow drawn and an arrow nocked, ready to be shot out into the universe. That must be one happy hunting ground you roam. While I sit at home, trying to find a way…
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Purpose – A Poem About Growth and Flowers
Purpose Waiting in the darkness is the catalyst for change. A seed hides just beneath the soil and toils to germinate. It breaks out of its hard, lifeless shell and reaches desperately for the sun. It takes root and won’t stop until it’s done flowering and offering exactly what it was born to give -…
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Morning Star – A Short Poem of Hope
Morning Star Morning star, oh, how faithful you are to lead me across the sea of night. In the midst of my toughest fight, hope is never far – I can look up and find strength in your light. Morning star, shine. Lift up this heavy heart of mine. Remind me that Dawn is beginning…
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Deer Child – A Nature and Life Poem
Deer Child – A Nature and Life Poem Doe and fawn drink from the creek at dawn, filling their bellies to last out the noonday heat. Doe protective and cautious; fawn careless and unconscious – unaware of the eyes watching her from the bank. Age brings wisdom and experience, for the youthful heart is oblivious to…
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Nature Poem About Walking in the Woods
Walking through the Forest – A Poem About Nature and Spirituality To walk through the forestand see sunlight shinning through the treesis like a cool, refreshing breezeto the spirit sweltering beneaththe heat of worldly troubles. To walk through the forestand observe nature’s mysterious orderis like a wall erected in the path of disorder,calming the…
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Poem about Birdsong Birds Singing in Spring in the Morning
Birdsong – A Poem The birds of morning take their placesupon the stage of life’s amphitheaterwhere their voices have remained mute for months.But today, they rise in joyful chorus,belting out melodious tunes. Isn’t it funny how such a small animalcan make a giant footprint upon the souland lift a heavy heart higherthan pharmaceutical cocktails and…
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An Autumn Rhyming Poem About the Fall Season Changing to Winter
A deep nature poem about seasons changing from fall to winter that rhymes titled “When Autumn Leaves” by Justin Farley
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Everyday Miracles – A Poem About Finding God and Contentment in Ordinary Things
Finding Miracles in Everyday Life Nature has so many miracles lurking in the ordinary. We can find so many miracles in everyday life–we just have to learn to pay attention and be mindful which is hard to do in the modern world with so many distractions and with how fast paced life has become. But…
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Feathers On the Feeder – A Poem About Birds
Feathers On the Feeder – A Poem About Birds Carefree and playful like a child, Your wings flutter in the autumn breeze. You crack open your seeds with supreme diligence, Wrapped up in the gift of the present moment. If only I could be more like you – Unaware of the future, Unaltered by anxieties…
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One Day At A Time – A Poem
One Day At A Time – A Poem The cool breeze of fall Grips me in a trance, Lost in a dance that I wish I could take part in. But these feet waltz alone And these fingers intertwine with no one, Holding nothing but empty space. It’s just me beneath an October moon, Admiring…
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Nature’s Spectacle – A Poem About Morning and Dawn
Nature’s Spectacle – A Poem About Morning and Dawn Cock crows resound, penetrate through dense clouds of moisture. Silence stirs. Nature’s alarm clock has sounded. Pellets of dew cover meadows in morning like a soggy wet blanket. Forests are brimming with life long before the sun wakes to greet the day. The creatures of morning…
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Brewin’ – Poem About Coffee
Brewin’ – Poem About Coffee Dark elixir for drowsiness,Brewed before the dawn stretches and wakes.Steam rising, birds rousingSitting on the porch waiting for the morning to break. Magical, mystical potion that revives, vitalizesOn Monday morning when we’ve hadA little too much weekend to drink,Unable to move beyond the temptation of sleep. Oh, sweet beautiful caffeine,Millions…
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Sparrow – A Poem About Nature and God
Sparrow – A Poem About Nature and God A house sparrow is busy outside my window Gathering bits of grass in his beak – Supplies needed for this year’s nest. Some biological impulse is pushing him, Performing actions he doesn’t even understand, An invisible hand directing his reason. It doesn’t take microscopes, telescopes, or theories…
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