Posts tagged ‘nature’

May 2, 2022

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by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

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October 17, 2021

A morning hike

by Jem Croucher

No. 7 the Jemverse series ‘Down in Dorset’

So we all walked back to Charmouth
early morning 'round sunrise
with mist in all the valleys
and a glow atop the rise

Took us about an hour
then we walked right back again
as the sun climbed higher brightly
in the east from whence it came

May 21, 2021


by A. L. O'Prunty

day dawned delightful

dainty dragonflies in flight

naiads dancing



May 20, 2021

Her Place

by A. L. O'Prunty

grounding and grinding

the mustard weed

to a color nearing ochre

and a mixture of red clay

she paints frescos

on the walls

of hidden caves

leaving her watermark



December 15, 2020

The cast of winter’s die

by Jem Croucher

The teezles look to fields beyond
lacklustre yet still fine
whilst sheep in woolly jumpers
graze the green on which they dine

Winter shrugs its shoulders
resolute to Nature’s hand
as hibernating creatures rest
in England’s pleasant land

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December 13, 2020

Reflection the raindrop

by Jem Croucher

Reflection the raindrop
there in the field
where gathered water falls
and, caught in a moment
with a tear in my eye
I am enamoured as
Mother Nature’s beauty calls

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November 8, 2020

Sunday Morning Sunrise

by A. L. O'Prunty

The Sunday morning sunrise

Ascending Americas skies

Seems to revive dreams

Dreams, that nearly died…

And though the fights not over

And though the road is long

This Sunday morning sunrise

Reminds us to stay strong…O’Prunty

In Honor of President Elect Joe Biden and VP Kamala Harris

October 19, 2020


by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Lightning Strikes
In The Distance,

A Light Show With

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October 1, 2020

A Bite of Moon

by Venkat

doors melt in my eyes
fishes shiver in fright
if rabbits could count ducks
leaves would spread smiles

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August 12, 2020

Things to do on hot days II

by Jem Croucher

Sitting in the garden
in my favourite chair
in my favourite shirt from Greece
watching wildlife there
Little birds a flutter
tasting birdseed by my side
and other times a squirrel
have here I’ve often spied

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July 5, 2020


by dokurtybitz

Angels are bowling
In heaven

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June 21, 2020


by A. L. O'Prunty

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


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

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 A. L. O'Prunty

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.


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March 25, 2020


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.

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

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


by dokurtybitz
Bitten by the cold,
Abrupt temperature change,

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October 6, 2019


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


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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