Tag: Poems On Nature
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Songs of Spring Nature Poem About Birds Singing
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Songs of Spring A Nature Poem About Birds Singing The robins are back chirping. The cardinals have resumed singing out from the bushes they’ve used for shelter these past few months. They bring joy. They bring hope that spring is just ’round the corner, that I can cope, each day getting warmer, each day the…
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An Autumn Rhyming Poem About the Fall Season Changing to Winter
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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
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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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I Want To Walk With You – A Poem
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I Want To Walk With You – A Poem I want to walk with youOut through the cornfieldsWhere the dried up stalksAnd brittle husks flutter in the cool wind.I want to take your handAnd venture down the rowsThe combines have cut,Corn kernels crunching beneath our feet,And make our way to where field and forest meet,Where street…
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Feathers On the Feeder – A Poem About Birds
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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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Rosebush – A Poem
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Rosebush – A Poem On Nature And Flowers I am mesmerized by your petals – Stained crimson red with beauty. Delicate like soft velvet, Detailed in form, hiding mystery. Your aroma arises to meet me. Scents of seduction, the fragrance of romanticism you send. Your hands stretch out across the winds, Captivating, caressing, and undressing…
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Nature’s Spectacle – A Poem About Morning and Dawn
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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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A Lover’s Journey – A Love Poem
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A Lover’s Journey – A Love Poem If you offer me your hand, I will follow you Forever across fields of heather, Through the pastures of clover, And down the valley filled with bramble and thorn. Adorn your brow with freshly picked flowers, love And let us frolic beneath the sun, Entwined like creeping vines…
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Sparrow – A Poem About Nature and God
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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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The Writer and the Wild – A Poem About Nature and Writing
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The Writer and the Wild – A Poem About Nature and Writing White winged wonder wandering, wobbling west beside water. Flitting feathers flying – flocks fleeing for fields of gold. Sun shinning. Stream shimmering. Chinook salmon swimming, spawning sacks, spewing semen. Man musing merrily, mindfully mapping manuscript In a mad, maniacal manner. -Poem Written by…
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Pondering At Sunrise – A Christian Poem On the Beauty of Nature
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Pondering At Sunrise – A Christian Poem on the Beauty of Nature I look out into the morning sky, Waiting for the curtain of night to lift, And the same questions I’ve sought answers To for ages keep rolling through my head: Why can’t I accept grace as a gift And not as a reward…
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The Weeping Willow – A Poem About Nature
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The Weeping Willow – A Poem About Nature and Trees The forests and fields are fading, Replaced by cookie cutter houses and pleasure centers. Quick! Get a glimpse of the soil As it’s tilled one last time, Before it’s fruit is forever sealed beneath concrete, Whose paved arms don’t let us sink in, But stand…
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The Beauty of the Divine – A Poem
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Your beauty transcends my understanding. Every blade of grass is a work of art. The simplicity of snow falling on a cold, winter morning Is enough to open and convict my heart. How is it that my eyes could have been blind To a vision and a body large enough to hold the stars? Pride…
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A Poem About Sunrise and Morning – Dawn
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Dawn – A Poem About Sunrise and Morning The fluttering of a thousand wings flap and fill the sky – blackbirds and geese fly to unknown destinations. The cool dew of morning runs down the grasses’ backs, gathering upon the soil. A misty fog hovers beneath the trees and the sun begins peaking out over…
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SAD – A Poem About Winter and Seasonal Affective Disorder
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SAD – A Poem About Winter and Seasonal Affective Disorder The wind whips against the shutters.Brutal blasts of cold swirl in the breeze.Hope seems tattered and scattered,lying buried beyond the brink of spring. As I gaze out from within my frozen fortress,I square off, locked in a duel with death.Fighting against the feelings of emptinesslodged deep…
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The Cardinal – A Poem
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The Cardinal – A Poem Scarlet red against the snowy white, I see you at the feeder munching on sunflower seed. You do not know me. But I know you. I’ve watched you from the window-sill, perched upon the feeder, cracking seeds open with your beak in the early morning winter, ruffling your feathers to…
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Morning’s Pupil – A Poem About Finding God in Nature’s Beauty
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Morning’s Pupil – A Poem About Finding God in Nature’s Beauty The cool, clean air welcomes me from my slumber. Dark nothingness surrounds me like a safe cocoon, like a nurturing womb that shuts out all the distractions and clutter and noise and anxieties and all my insecurities until it’s just You and me, connected…
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A Poem About Nature and Changing Seasons – Frost on the Field
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Frost on the Field – A Poem About Nature and Changing Seasons When I woke up this morning, I found that winter stopped by for a visit late last night, spreading its dust across the grassy fields, announcing to all winter’s not far from sight. Nestled in our knitted sweaters, tucked tightly in our toasty…
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