Best Nature Poem

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As the title says, I just want what you think is your best nature poem. Can be old, or you can write a new one if you want. I don`t want this contest going too long, so I will close it after 15 people.

Annnnd go. :]

01. Kristi [DONE]
02. Hellon [DONE]
03. Bryebread [DONE]
04. Bob [DONE]
05. Jean [DONE]
06. *Gem* [DONE]
07. Andrea Sunny [DONE]
08. Jessica [DONE]
09. SecludedSerendipity [DONE]
10. Carrie [DONE]
11. gabriella [DONE]
12. .K.i.T.t.Y. [DONE]
13. Corinne [DONE]
14. Ciao <3 [DONE]
15. Romancing the Darker Side [DONE]
16. PCP [DONE]

Have you ever seen the rain?
by Kristi H.

Have you ever felt the drops, like tears,
Fall into your hand,
Kiss the misty, broken pieces,
As they sweep onto your lips?

Did you find a way to see the sky
From a bird's eye view,
As ebbs of blue and silver streak,
The midnight blanket's canvas?

If ever, did you bathe within,
The outdoors' softest showers,
Bangs in eyes as it pours down,
And for once do not feel cold?

Have you ever listened to the pits and patters,
Running elves upon grass hills,
Ending at the pavement's bend,
A steady beat, despite the wind?

Did you ever miss its gentle touch,
Like a newborn to one's mother,
Caressing with no other care,
Quieting all worry?

Do you hear the birds sing peacefully,
Despite their different voices,
Flowers, trees, how could they grow,
Because of just one storm?

Did you ever take a second glance,
At the things that do surround you,
To truly wonder, to be sure,
Have you ever seen the rain?

First Snow
by Twisted Heart

Upon the crest of autumn leaves
As cold rains wet the earth
Comes the heart of winter's song
To bring forth the first snow's birth.

The swirling winds of time have come
Increasing autumn's haste
Into the past with other seasons
Within our minds encased.

Now comes the chill of winter's kiss
As the white cape falls with grace
Upon the hues of autumns reign
A coat of whitewash, now is placed.

It covers dirty grounds with hope
And cleanses with its touch
It sparks a bit of innocence
With it's artistic brush.

Xx Cerulean Tinged Waves - Double Palindrome xX

Water
Azure coloured
Brightly sparkling crystals
Beautiful, shimmering patterns
Sunlight flickering on rippling waves
Harmonising melodies and dance
Nature echo's beauty
Gracefully flowing
Powerful yet delicate
Oceans

Dolphins
Splashing playfully
Topaz coloured droplets flying high
Wildly yet gracefully somersaulting
Sunlight glistening through highlighted sprays
Beautifully dancing, leaping, twirling
Cerulean tinged waves rolling gently
Synchronized dance
Freedom

- Reflection -

Freedom
Dance synchronized
Gently rolling waves tinged Cerulean
Twirling, leaping, dancing beautifully
Sprays highlighted through glistening sunlight
Somersaulting gracefully yet wildly
High flying droplets coloured Topaz
Playfully splashing
Dolphins

Oceans
Delicate yet powerful
Flowing gracefully
Beauty echo's nature
Dance and melodies harmonising
Waves rippling on flickering sunlight
Patterns shimmering, beautiful
Crystals sparkling brightly
Coloured Azure
Water

*Gem*
Copyright©GemmaStott2007

Palindrome - Also Known as Mirrored Poetry. A palindrome, by definition, is a word, phrase, verse, sentence, or even poem that reads the same forward or backward. The carefully placed words form the same sentence, whether it is read forward or backward. For example, 'Mirrored images reflect images mirrored' which includes a word in the centre as a reversal point for the sentence or even the poem.

Scarlet Petals [Haiku]by Jessica

Thrilling scents flutter
Scarlet petals confirm pain
Thorns prepare for war

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A Haiku is a poem about nature with the syllable count 5/7/5 and originates in Japan

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The Seasons
by SecludedSerendipity

Flower buds begin to bloom into different shapes
As the earth is flooded with a shower of colours.
Frequent rain sparkles the ground like diamonds.
A beautiful setting of nature lies before us,
Letting us know that springtime has arrived.

As the chilly air of spring leaves us, summer arises,
With it, comes the burning hot sunshine,
Inviting us to explore the outdoors and invest in some ice-cream.
Crowds of people roam the beaches, gasping for cool water:
A break from the fiery sunshine emitting constant heat.

The seasons change and soon autumn is upon us;
A crisp breeze echoes among us all, cold and chilling.
Orange leaves cling onto tree-tops, desperately trying not to fall.
Gusts of wind disrupt the long, peaceful grass, branches are swept around,
And as autumn deserts us, it leaves behind a land of fallen leaves.

Before we know it, winter has overcome us;
Bitter white snow chills us right down to every bone in our body.
The nights are longer, darker, with a deadly silence shadowing them.
Every person stays indoors, soaking up the heat from their fires,
Dying to escape the frozen bleakness of which winter provides.

Connected

The majesty of the oldest tree,
The heart of the wildest beast,
We are everything we've come to know,
On ourselves we feast.

All we feel and all we see,
Is all we'll ever be,
All we touch and all we know,
Will never set us free.

Trees give life, we like to breathe,
But forests, they are fading,
Save ourselves, you wouldn't think,
It'd take too much persuading.

All connected in this chain,
But money talks and time is slain,
By bitter words and sharpened tongue,
Dissolved within the acid rain.

Water meant to quench a thirst,
Polluted by our own self worth,
I guess she never stood a chance,
Mother nature, planet earth.

From bugs to frogs, wolves to bears,
Great and small should hold our prayers,
They are the life we wish to keep,
We must straighten our affairs.

Eyes of a raven

White stretching across forever
cramped inside an orb of dew
blind eyes seeing all the universe
life is something new

breaking all the boundaries
striving to be free
chipping away at the white shell
finally able to see

so small compared to the world
afraid of what's to come
wings to wet to open
waiting for the sun

hunger is an element
food is needed to survive
days passing in oblivion
at least you are alive

strong enough to try now
all are born with flight
jumping off the edge
hope to be alright

falling is so beautiful
forever into dark
spread your wings and soar
on the world you've made your mark

visions of the planet
as it sinks into cold death
treasure now forever
sweet air with every breath

conquer all your enemies
fight to share you're haven
die singing your song of light
through the eyes of a raven

Winter's Beauty {{acrostic}}

Wonderlands of white crystals,
Inching on the windowsill
Nothing is more luminous
Than the glistening snow;
Every flake so delicate and unique,
Rendering lightly in the breeze,
So slowly, so softly.

Bedazzling those below,
Etching this scene into memory,
As all frolic in new Winter's arms,
Ushered into melodic harmonies,
Twirling to the rhythm of
Young ones hand in hand.

If I Could Lay Me Down in a Wood

If I could lay me down in a wood
Let roots entwine each limb
And allow chlorophylled grass
To cover over my corpuscular skin

I'd gladly give up this human life
Absorbed - transformed and be
Nourishment for this green world
And return all it's given to me

Here here here!!! lol Happy now? jk jk ;)
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A Mother's Job [Triquatrain]

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With four mouths to feed and an endless growing need,
I feel like I'm missing out -
On living my way, not just living for today;
I just don't know what life is about.

It's not that I mind, for I have come to find
That I really do love all my kids.
Even though I growl and even though I scowl
At all the wrongs they did.

They are cute as a bug, even when they play with slugs,
Which still is gross to see
But I love each one; they are loads of fun
Gabriel, Andrew, Todd and Emily.

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It is a quatrain poem in tri-rhyme with a specific rhyming pattern (see below). Lines 1 and 3 have internal rhyme whereas lines 2 and 4 do not.

Rhyme Pattern:

(a,a)
b
(c,c)
b

(d,d)
e
(f,f)
e

(g,g)
h
(i,i)
h

. . . and so on.

Falling Forever

The sky a solid colour
Of greyish blue clouds
Rain comes pouring down
Like it's got something against me

Sitting at the window
Screen pulled wide open
My hair and hands soaked
From the torrential downpour

Thunder crashing in the distance
Yet no lightning to be seen
I could perfectly content
With sticking a straw out the window

And drinking
And drinking
And drinking

The crisp, cool water
As it flows over my parched tongue
Quenching my thirst
As I hunger for more

I could be perfectly content with

Dancing in the rain
Singing in the rain
Eating in the rain
Sleeping in the rain
Bathing in the rain
Living in the rain

Tree's leaves come flying
From every direction;
An effect of the wind
That blows ever so quickly

I could be perfectly content with

Wind whistling endlessly
Thunder crashing endlessly
Lightning striking endlessly
And rain falling forever

Songbirds Flying High (Double Sedoka)

Trees sway in the wind,
Tranquility in the air,
Abyss slowly consuming.

And the rain falls down,
Drowning out this sad sorrow,
the sun sets in this red sky.

Happiness in hate,
Melodies playing these songs,
Little songbirds flying high.

Innocent they sing,
Such beautifully sad tunes,
The moon rises against night.

The Sedoka is an unrhymed poem made up of two three-line katauta with the following syllable counts: 5/7/7, 5/7/7. A Sedoka, pair of katauta as a single poem, may address the same subject from differing perspectives.

PPC, I will accept your poem, the more the merrier. :)

I went with the ones that I could picture the most in my mind and the ones that really stuck with me. It was a hard decision, they were all so good.

First - Jean [8]
Second - Hellon [6]
Third - *Gem* [3]
HM - .K.i.T.t.Y. [2]
HM - Bryebread [2]

PM me your titles please. :]

Thanks for first. Congrats to everyone. Some very good talent here.

Will PM you in a bit.

Thanx for the placing

congrats everone

She Will Be Loved (Villanelle)

My Immortal (Glosa-verse)

I love the poem above - "If I Could Lay Me Down in a Wood". It is exceptional and the poet has done a fantastic job with metaphor and imagery.