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wind's whisper
December 30th, 2010, 05:44 AM
there is so much inspiration all around us, I think we should take advantage of it. this challenge is that you walk outside (or look outside your window) and pick out three things from nature and put them into a poem. the poem can be about anything, but it has to have those three things from nature in it. let's see if i get any replies on this!:pen:

wind's whisper
December 31st, 2010, 06:10 PM
ok, apparently this is not much of a challenge, or everyone on here lives in the city. so allow me to add a new rule:the poem cannot be about nature. Maybe this will catch people's interest. I'll post the first one.

as he walked down the street,
an ill wind blew his way,
he turned around and heard the sound,
of police coming his way.

he climbed up the wall, that stood so high,
and ran upon the roof.
but then he tripped, and didn't grip,
his bag of precious loot.

down it fell like leaves off a tree,
down onto the ground below,
and when it stopped, that cursed cop,
grabbed him by the nose.

Off to the jail he went,
that is until next time.
for you see, he'll always be,
a man committed to crime.

leaf, tree, wind, your turn.

The Blue Pencil
March 13th, 2011, 12:20 AM
I'm not sure if this qualifies as not about nature since it's about bow hunting, but here goes:

A Bittersweet Victory
The time was right after all
The shaking hands showed me the call
Branches and twigs send shivers
We load arrows and stock our quivers
As the moments tick by I can hear little voices prodding
Glance at him, yes he’s nodding
The string is tight
If you miss this, think of tomorrow night.
The heart is pounding
Little whispers keep resounding
Just let go, you’ve got to do it.
Big brown eyes and then, release
Whizz! And a slam, and oh yes you’ve got it
That deer hide is the perfect fit
In the leaves it makes its fall
Shimmy over you’ve got it all
An arrow in the heart,
You’ve torn an animal's life apart
Soft pats on the back; an exultant smile
You and the bow have passed this trial.

July 14th, 2011, 08:53 PM
The raindrop slid,
a ball ready to burst,
down the furrow of the big maple leaf.
For a moment it hung
from the tip and it quivered,
caught sunlight, then fell to the earth.

July 14th, 2011, 09:27 PM
a 4:30 oak
bushy tail on high branch
barking dog below


October 2nd, 2011, 09:42 AM
Very nice, Softscience!

3 words: wildflowers, wildlife, forest

Beyond fields of purple clover
Where daisies bloom all over
Spreading ferns are growing
And icy creeks are flowing
Through woods dark and deep
Where deer and chipmunks sleep.

October 6th, 2011, 09:02 AM
Since readers who come to this thread must like nature poems, I'd like to invite you all to read my new one, Blackberry Morning. It's a descriptive poem based on blackberries, morning, and a hilltop vantage point. So far it's had mixed reaction. I'd love it if you'd tell me what you think. http://www.writingforums.com/poetry/125106-blackberry-morning-todd.html

October 6th, 2011, 09:23 AM
I catch the winter wind,
for an instant cup it in my palm.
Bending then my good ear
toward the bowl, and
hearing there no birdsong,
I release the captive air.

October 6th, 2011, 09:55 AM
supple and quaint
autumn in fay
dingles and rays
cover the bays
ripples of rain
settle the claims
that summer is nay

October 6th, 2011, 10:20 AM
Box Elder Beetles

With summers warmth subsiding
Box Elder bugs abiding
Hiding in my siding
I wish them evil tidings

Maudlin morphing muggers
Tiny tumbling tuggers
Crack and cranny huggers
Nasty little buggers!

October 7th, 2011, 07:29 AM
Feral, love the buggy poem. And I can relate!

Nacian, lovely changing of the seasons poem.

hearing there no birdsong,
I release the captive air. -love the idea of catching the wind... very clever, Bloggy.

October 7th, 2011, 09:50 AM
sitting by morning
hearing the tweeting
a bird of music
filling the air
such tick'tick' is rowling
a sound in tuning
the day is waving
bathing in ting'ting'
nature is shone

The Backward OX
October 7th, 2011, 11:39 AM
I ambled lonely as a cloud
That drifts above the tall green trees
When all at once I saw a crowd
Of nasty, jumping, biting fleas.

October 8th, 2011, 08:10 AM
LOL! Ox, love it! :lol:

January 6th, 2013, 04:29 AM
3 things: Snow, Coldness, Darkness

The crystals spread like fire,
This chilling cold seeping in.
From the depths, a deep desire,
A desire that no light can win.

The darkness keeps on spreading,
the morning light long dead.
The temperatures keep dropping,
in the places of my head.

The ground completely covered,
this pure white sheet, a mask.
Dead things beneath, undiscovered.
but too cold for one to stay and bask.

They freeze inside my hollow mind,
fumble blindly in the dark.
My dead secret they never find.
All they leave is their mark.

Alone, desolate, cold, and hurting.
Freezing in my own darkness.
Yet with this purity I'm hiding,
with such amazing, final finesse.

Accentuated atmosphere
August 2nd, 2013, 01:05 PM
Fragile life, you know me well
Do you see me also? I cannot tell.
Do you drift along like a sycamore child
Do you burst like fungal spore, so unruly and wild?
Do you cascade off of bent leaf and sharp grass blade?
Do you come to rest on soil fine, a bed others have made?
Do you crawl up beside your mother, oh child?
Does she speak to you softly, heavenly and mild?"
Do you know of me, small plant of greed?
I clocked you first, you're for it weed!
Fight me, we will spar till next morn!
I'll hack and hoe till the curtains are drawn.
Rest there in pieces, worthy adversary.
But bother to grow again, and I'll make you know agony.

January 21st, 2020, 10:13 PM
The icy cold
of the wind on my skin
As I watch the winter unfold
Some days
It's the cold of death
Trapping me in a haze
But sometimes
It's the cold of life
Freeing me from my confines