Posts tagged ‘nature’

July 5, 2020

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by dokurtybitz


Angels are bowling
In heaven

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June 21, 2020

Dawning

by ladyliterati


light came dancing through the trees

on twigs, branches, vibrant leaves

as day dawned delightfully:

just me, my garden,

and loose-leaf tea…O’Prunty 6/21/2020

June 10, 2020

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by dokurtybitz


They trill in their thousands
Briefly over powered by
Bullfrog or car,
Singing ever louder
A carpet of sound
Growing ever closer
Pressing inside of my
Skull.

May 10, 2020

Little tree gone

by Jem Croucher

We had a tree growing
out of the front wall
which I’m sorry to say had to go
For though it was fine
its roots had entwined
and had threatened the wall, don’t you know

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April 27, 2020

On Beauty

by ladyliterati

The witching hour passed me by
Dawn scaled the eastern sky
Laced in lavenders, pinks, and blues
The beauty of Nature came shining through

And all that kept me wide awake
Pales in comparison for beauties sake
For what is Life void of beauty?
But a mundane existence complied with duty

So, take a breath, glance around
There’s always Beauty to be found
And may your eyes be filled as mine
Reflecting Beauty, surreal, sublime

That sweet, sweet slumber finds you once more
Content with Life as never before.

O’Prunty
4/23/17

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March 25, 2020

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by dokurtybitz

Stream clattering down,
Metallic plinks

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March 1, 2020

Mountain Morning

by HemmingPlay

The mountains, lustrous at dawn.
Below, here in the valley,
the droplets of last night’s rain
shimmer on blades and twigs, their
molecules respond to the sun
like a woman rising to
meet a beloved’s touch.

Wait.
Something is going on up there
on the deep-packed slope.
A whirling figure of white, of mist,
there, yet almost not;
A snow giant,
like a tranced dervish, twirls in
the morning’s new energies—
it whirls violently,
fingerless, wispy hands thrust
high into the cold blue,
200 feet tall, or more.
A mile, maybe. It’s hard
to tell from here, as it’s
insubstantial. Massive.

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February 27, 2020

In Stanmer Woods

by Jem Croucher

In Stanmer Woods the trees stand tall
and sheltered down below
I stand as if on tippy-toe
as I’m quietly in the know
For up above the wind blows free
with frigid winter blast
yet down upon the bracken floor
there’s stillness here to last

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February 26, 2020

The Curvature of Water

by HemmingPlay

The curvature of water

And here, in the kingdom of clouds,
vast continents of mist
dwarf the mountains,
lumber lightly
in from the ocean,
float improbably, silently.
They sometimes, when the air is cold,
leak acres of crystal
in the high wilderness of fir and grizzly,
burying the trees and crags of the
inaccessible mystery in white.

And here, over the empire of emeralds,
they sweep and swell and
break apart and spill out
mighty rivers and silver lakes,
wash the air clean and
sift down through my willow tree,
bit by drop, sink from sight and
hurry to refill the ocean.

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January 25, 2020

Caterpillar dawn

by The Cheesesellers Wife

Caterpillar dawn
creeps across the ocean

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January 22, 2020

Bye bye Blackbird

by The Cheesesellers Wife

Last spring the laurel hedge by my window was empty
No chirruping, calling, no rustling of glossy leaves
No fledglings edging off the nest onto twigs and then the adjacent fence
No wobbling and frantic flapping as parents patiently cajole
No triumphant flights to the Rose bushes
Only to tumble to the grass
As the chosen twig was too thin

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January 21, 2020

Too hot, too hot

by The Cheesesellers Wife

Like tracks in the snow
Little lives go
In our melting

Copyright © 2020 Kim Whysall-Hammond

https://thecheesesellerswife.wordpress.com/

November 18, 2019

Diamonds II

by Jem Croucher

Nature’s hand came calling
in our garden yesterday
Left little diamond clusters
for us as if to say
This was its way of saying
that there’s beauty everywhere
and if we just look around us
we will find it waiting there

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November 13, 2019

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by dokurtybitz
Bitten by the cold,
Abrupt temperature change,

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October 6, 2019

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by dokurtybitz

Quickly across the street
Reddish-brown flash

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August 11, 2019

Ghost Ocean

by The Cheesesellers Wife

Waves throw up on the shore
remnants of ocean lives
tangles of plastic
debris from both sides
of a blurring boundary.
Revealing hints of the diversity underneath
and of the death we impose.

Copyright © 2019 Kim Whysall-Hammond

https://thecheesesellerswife.wordpress.com/

 

July 20, 2019

Tri-haiku XX (Circular Green)

by Jem Croucher

This circular green
Grown, cut back, abundant now
as summer takes hold

This circular green
A comfort true and fragrant
These summer senses

This circular green
With me, part of me, in me
I am in summer

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June 6, 2019

Sunday in Spring

by The Cheesesellers Wife

Two fields over, Rooks argue
a raucous parley that
goes on and on and on
while other birds sing prettily

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May 22, 2019

NATURE’S LIGHT SHOW

by thereluctantpoet

NATURE'S LIGHT SHOW - LIGHTNING AND THUNDER
By Charles Robert Lindholm

The
Lightning Strikes
In The Distance,

A Light Show With
Thunder

Copyright © 2019 Charles Robert Lindholm, The Reluctant Poet
All Rights Reserved – 05.21.2019 @ 4:15  p.m.

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May 4, 2019

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by dokurtybitz

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They call from out beyond my

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April 30, 2019

First Bluebells

by Jem Croucher

Saw my first bluebells
in the sunshine today
Quite close to the river
down Old Shoreham way

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April 11, 2019

Little Yellow

by Jem Croucher

Little yellow dandelions
growing wildly there
And yes, I know that they are weeds
but I don’t really care

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April 6, 2019

Stonehouse

by Nick Anthony

Brown is the ground
Blue is the sky
High is the peak
Steeply I rise.

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February 13, 2019

PLUNDERING THE EARTH

by thereluctantpoet

PLUNDERING THE EARTH - 1
By Charles Robert Lindholm

I Often Wonder

Why It Is Man Has No Shame

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January 19, 2019

HAIKU: AS SKIES TURN GRAY

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm And Karen Meredith-Lindholm

The Winds Blow Cold As

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December 24, 2018

Robin in the fig tree

by The Cheesesellers Wife

What are the words?
Bright, cheery red, bob-bob-bobbing?

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November 4, 2018

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by dokurtybitz

A waterfall
Pours down

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October 22, 2018

The Bull

by Jem Croucher

Went for a walk up on Mill Hill
and met some scary sheep
But although we had due warning
it was the bull that made us weep

For he was really jolly big
as nervously we trod
around him fairly gingerly
on Sussex chalkland sod

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