Pages tagged with Nature

A surprising walk through the woods one morning and how alive everything is after a rainstorm.
I propose a challenge. Pessimism is not my tone. It is merely a love fueled by fear. Fear, not of the unknown, but of the predicted.
Here are some tips to get shiny and bright teeth using materials in your fridge and pantry. Avoid the intake of chemicals, and reuse the natural ingredients to get that confident smile.
This is a poem about the beauty and grace of the flying fish
The ever-changing face of Mother Nature never ceases to amaze and delight me.. It calls to the artist within my soul, and tells me to take time to just stop, to pause, to rest a while, and appreciate the beauty of our Earth through all of her Seasons..
Ever have that moment where dark thoughts overcome a beautiful day? Beauty and danger come hand in had in this poem...
Do you feel that the universe loves you ? Or do you feel that its fear that the Universe gives you ?
2012 was the official second wettest year on record here in the UK, and if gardens were not being flooded out, they were being slowly decimated by one of the greatest garden pests that ever lived..the dreaded Gastropod, or Slugs and Snails as they are better known.. Wholesale destruc...
This is about an individual who has great love for his motherland.
Slowly but steadily our environments are being destroyed by greedy or mad people. What must we do?
A person who has not completely lost the memory of paradise, even though it is a faint one, will suffer endlessly. He will feel the call of the essential world, will hear the voice that comes from so far away that one cannot find out where it comes from, a voice that cannot guide him....
The evil Minstrel and his Pipers were beaten by a rose and her Bluebell Warriors. The Pipers piped away time and they waited on a black planet on the edge of eterinity. Back to when there was no time. They waited for eternity to pass, to wait for the earth to be born again, to wreck r...
A brief blurb designed to encourage united contemplation--collective intention--which also poses a meditative question at the end.
A little something i had written long back but which is kind of close to me for this was my first attempt at writing about something other than love.
It's a story of a lonely boy. He is neglected by his family. As he grows old he thinks of days past and in the magical world of poetry he tries to go back in time to give a message to the boy he used to be.
The beauty of nature is seen everywhere from mountains to valleys , sunshine to wheat fields etc. the music heard in nature is described in the blowing breeze and grazing cows. Nature paints the world a pretty picture.
Nature reveals her daytime glory at the dawn. Poems on dawn and the breaking of the sun.
A collection of poems of various styles all of which, in one way or another, braid together thematic elements in a recipe of spirituality, music and nature.
Leafs thickening in brown heaps beneath a spreading Larch, Oaks stretch their mighty boughs. Pines, dark pyramids, stand in hushed wind and their cones hang open, a sign of a good day. Ferns spread graceful fronds, drops of sweet scented dew are now coloured prisms in the sun.
Emphasizes the instinct of the wolf; gives visual imagery of surroundings, as well.
Come with me and take a hike down King Phillip's Trail on a crisp April sunshine day. The view is unforgettable and invigorating as the ocean air...
Looking for people to critique my poetry. Tell me what you think! (:
Looking to expose my poetry, tell me what you think! (:
Just looking for ways to get my poetry critiqued. If you could comment and give me your opinions, that would be great. (:
An Iambic tetrameter verse. A Cro-Magnon shaman talks to his people about hunting.
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