An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
When you think of the forest, do you think of pine trees? Or the smell after a rain? The deep rich smell of the earth?
Walking It Out
Oftentimes I walk alone To listen to my musings Taking in all around me Looking for all the new things Gazing at the world around
When dawn glides over the ocean, and first manages to kiss the shore. what will be the first thought on your mind? Your love, your passion, maybe quiet solitary self reflection?
What If Chocolate Cake Was Served on Lily Pads?
What if chocolate cake was served on lily pads? What a sight that would be! The frogs and gators would all be in a hustle and a bustle
Every petal has a story, A story it wants to tell. Every flower has a value Too precious that to sell. From budding green it seeks to fight
A Peaceful Moment
Resting quietly I wait beneath rustling leaves and against knotted tree trunks that circle each other. Birds coo and crickets share secrets
Ebb Pulling away Everything dragged out Lost Flow Things rush in New things, old things Wonder & dream Thrill & excitement
My Mother's Garden
my mother vowed her life to a Garden that sprouted into hugs for her to hold I didn't think much of it as long as my mother was happy
The grass beneath my feet is soft and still wet from an early morning dew. I could rub my toes in the mud just below the grass, digging myself in the earth, into Mother Earth. she has given us all to this universe, it is time for me to give my body back.
I perch on a rock, Mown grass beneath my feet, Hunched over from cold though The sun beats down on my face. I feel a calm warmth
In a garden of flowers In a bed of clean air In a world that looks sideways In a garden that swirls Now I sit in this garden
Rigid, raged shards crept around the gothic molten rock Smooth fiery hot lava gushes out slowly, Like honey on a warm summer’s day