nature poetry
An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
Pleasant Autumn
The happy music. The beginning of autumn. The features sprout leaves. Flying in the air slowly going down. The leaves lift I became one of them. The mind comes to help.. it's raining inside!. Before the arrival of in the cold gloomy darkness soon we will be drowning, the summer sun that has shrunk come on in, take a look! With the vibrations of death on the stone path of the backyard right now I hear the roaring tree tilting and falling. Anger , hatred, trembling, terror and hardening as unavoidable laboratory, winter is about to enter my whole being. Like the sun disappearing into it's polarization hell. My heart will be frozen each piece of firewood is lever iam listening with fear. Around the head. Down around the leg. Colorful leaves everywhere. Carotenoids. Anthocyanins, the miracle of pigment. Maple tree changing color!.. of red leaves. Scatter this above the walkway.. both sides are red maple trees. The falling leaves of the branches walking alone.
By Zarinabanu Zarinabanu5 years ago in Poets
Arachdýnami
This poem was inspired one summer's day when watching the 'spider apartments' I have in my garden. The main original golden-orb (founder of the apartment block) works as the community caretaker. She came, and then another, and then another, and they built their webs side by side sharing each others' anchor lines. They are a beautiful cooperative caring community living together in harmony, helping each other to exist.
By Rabqa Chalk5 years ago in Poets
