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DAY 24 prompt from Robert Lee Brewer of Poetic Asides: Write a nature poem.
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POETIC BLOOMINGS 
MOTHER NATURE’S SON, by Walter J Wojtanik
i stand in open meadows,
amidst the flowers and trees,
i look for images in the clouds,
i converse with birds and bees.
i love a sunny afternoon,
a bright and breezy day,
an evening with a chance of rain
i’ll take them either way.
the sound of flowing streams injects
an air of soft placidity,
the temperatures have no affect
(but I’m bothered by humidity).
a lightning storm when it is warm,
a blizzard when it’s not,
a quiet night beneath starlight
just give me what you’ve got!
a glowing, golden silhouette,
when the day is done,
i’m outdoors in my element,
i’m mother nature’s son!
I think this is great, and the rhyming, masterful.
Perfectly drawn to the final line. Lovely
Wonderful mood here. I am ready for a thunder storm now.
Oh-so-lovely! And it makes me smile to see you first out of the gate. All is right with the world again! ❤
I went with the “nature of things” – a sonnet-ish list poem
The Nature of Things: Coronas and Other Mishaps
Another Titanic,
Another Black Death,
An iceberg,
Choking on a grain of rice,
A slice of burnt toast,
A campfire,
A forest fire,
A malstrom,
A broken dish, nee my heart,
Scarlet rust in my blood,
The needle-sting of salt,
A cold shower,
Some ice never melts,
Heaven’s white door, closed.
This on3 bears some thinking
Indeed so
Absolutely.
This is the ‘nature’ of nightmares!
THE SONORAN YEAR
In spring,
the desert blooms;
it looses a riot
of blended colors and odors,
and smiles
~ but thereafter, it exacts its price:
colors
wither and perceptibly fade;
ocotillos, naked,
look to winter
and wait.
When you speak of th3 natural order of things, you are at your best
Says a lot about life itself
Nothing as startlingly beautiful as a desert Spring
Wonderful, this.
D
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Age Old Truth
Old men can’t help themselves,
it’s the nature of the beast,
the looking back,
the wondering about change.
If they’re lucky, they
consciously decide to be still,
use their current downtime,
allow some time to contemplate
their spiritual nature,
realize it’s not how it was,
nor how it will be,
it’s how it is right now.
Once they accept that,
they can rest in a peaceful heart,
live with appreciation and awe,
grateful their body is not yet used up,
smile when something is delicious,
and when it’s beautiful, simply sigh.
So restful, this.
This is restful and wise
Oh, Daniel … this is gorgeous, contemplatively, and peace-inducing. Thank you.
Perhaps cheery than the previous one.
Mere Mortals
After dinner
I sat under the apple tree,
the day taking in the last
moments of light.
Blossoms pollenated
and waiting like laughter
to fill the air.
And then you came,
a cup of tea in each hand,
and you sat beside me.
❤
Make that two
And a third. ❤
Ahhh, and that is lovely
*sigh*
The Singers Raise Their Voices in Praise
Little songs
from morning to dusk
the ant’s chant
the bee’s hum
the frog’s grunt down by the pond
gird the day with praise.
Lullabies
of the katydids
who-ing owls
cooing dove
and the cricket’s chirping tune
lull the night to sleep
Melodies
of nature’s mantra
hum, buzz, trill,
bark, cry, shriek
by night and day her creatures
celebrate the earth.
Spot on!
such beautiful music
Charming, and brings a smile!
Spring at the Nature Center
(alouette)
Pines softly swaying
Outdoors we’re staying
The sky’s Colorado blue
White, fluffy clouds drift
Sweet blue bird songs lift
Tucked in their houses on cue
The farm pond’s brimming
Fish gently swimming
The children are flying kites
Their laughter’s ringing
It’s joy spring’s bringing
With wonderful sounds and sights
This could be a song
Yes, indeed (which was a pretty good tune in its own right).
It sure could. And it’s so charming.
Commonalities
In a large field of pink and red tulips,
two orange tulips popped up side by side
as if excited and delighted to find each other
in a world that was different from them.
Yes1 yes! yes! I love it!!
I think this is superb, a gem
Oh, Connie … I LOVE THIS!!!!!!!!!
Good one, Connie!
Grace
A large elephant
walked down a dusty road
as graceful
as a sleek model
on a fashion show runway.
love the imagery!
Oh, yea!
I think I have said this before, but you are just KILLIN’ this year’s challenge.
Great image!
.
Natural Misunderstanding
Nature supplies the ground rules
Passed down from a Loving God
In order to maintain order in an
Otherwise imperfect world
But the unsatisfied human takes
Offense to God’s perfect plan and
Quickly modifies His intentions
In order to fit their selfish agendas
Thus we fall into the bottomless abyss
Of misunderstandings about nature
Thinking the unnatural is the way it is
When in fact, it is counter to the truth
Nature ensures survival of mankind
It ensures that the Earth will live on
What was once unnatural remains so
Regardless of our feelings or beliefs
Nature is beautiful
God made sure of that
And He made it for us
As unthankful as we are
I do wonder if sometimes He looks at us, shakes His head, and say, “Children. Children …” with more love than we can ever fathom. ❤
Okay so part of me feels guilty about this one, but we gotta laugh, right?!
THE NATURE OF THE BEAST
When your leader suggests disinfectant,
ingestible or an injectant,
should you chuckle or cry
or heave a big sigh
and wonder what you were expectin’?
© Marie Elena Good, 2020
Oh, brother! What next?
Right?!
Great rhyming, and spot on.
Thanks Bill!
Opposing Natures
They don’t hide in their small houses
on rainy days, waiting for the Sun.
They keep on about the business
of living – searching for food, building
nests, chasing mates. Such is the nature
of these birds in my backyard.
But I, oh I, sit at the rain spotted window
longing for fair weather, thinking I will
accomplish something tomorrow. Such is the
nature of this ordinary human.
Rueful smile here
Much wisdom and self awareness in this well-penned piece.
It’s Spring!
4/24/20
Robins attempt to nest on my mailbox.
Rabbits keep babies a hole in the yard.
Squirrels chase one another with abandon.
Chipmunks scurry across the patio.
Spring has sprung.
Nicely captured!