The moon shines behind a hazy sky, Coyotes howl in hungry rhythm, Waiting, Watching, The honking goose is oblivious to the howling alarm, I sit in the glow of fire and moon, No remorse, Only a fading smile.
Category: Nature Poems
Torn
A bitter cold breath from our great mother chilled the spines of wild men and ceased the hearts of the vulnerable beasts that drift when they should linger with many. Crippled minds caught in her merciless path, blindsided and underprepared. The nation watching in perplexity and amusement as more stories are being fabricated in the…
Freedom of Reality
Watching like a sharp-eyed hawk, Abrupt movement captures my gaze. Was it the flick of a tail? Or perhaps, the flutter of a leaf? I do not know, because I did not wholly discern it’s features. The swaying wind and the calmness of the forest entranced my mind, Time ceased its mighty gust. My mind…
Orchestra of Night
The embers illuminated the trees above, Swaying in a rhythmic clamor of the approaching storm. Two roamers hearken its call, Weary eyes rest on hungry shadows without faces. Distant howls amplify the orchestra of night, The roamers plunge into their slumber, spellbound by the natural atmosphere. Worn bones entwined with the patterns of contentment, Restful…
Acorn
I lay beneath the great oak that sits with many, Disregarded by the fading footsteps that ripen with drifting time, Resting on a bed of the fallen, Sensing my surroundings, But never with understanding, A chatter heard in darkness! A sniff, Calmness, Clenched in the grasp of hunger, Rising again, To fall anew.
The October Promise
The wind blew a dark mask overhead, Ache crept into my ambitious bones, The mask exhaled whispers of promise, Dead leaves fell like bombshells of truth, Clumps of hard dry earth turned heavily, I yeild, O’Mother.
A Night in the Woods
I let the depths of the earth swallow me like a fish in a pond, Watching with intense eyes, As the ripples withered into dark tranquility, It took me like a moth to light, I vigorously danced with ferns and scavenged with raccoons, I swam with fish and ran with deer, I lead a troop…
Nature Calling!
I stand on the edge of reality, Peering into the eyes of destruction, Feeling the wind push the stench below my nose, A wave of wild ambition creeps in my veins, Mind and body sway with the trees.
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