Archive for Nature

Leaves

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , on April 17, 2019 by dc

Cascading leaves dance
Shimmering in the sun spots
Fragile as they sway.

Advertisements

Awaiting The Dusk

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , on April 26, 2013 by dc

I separate light
Just like the skeleton trees
Awaiting the dusk

Discovering Themes

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , on April 2, 2013 by dc

The sun splits
Through the sycamores
And warms the soil.

How sweet
The ants seem

And how quaint
To dream we’re above them.

Staring at skylines,
Licking ice creams,

The clouds move in circles
Discovering themes.

An Actress In Flight

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 22, 2010 by dc

Spring’s power ballads
A bright bloom of emotion
An actress in flight

Poetry.net

The Leaves

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on April 20, 2010 by dc

The leaves are old men
Lying on earth and waiting
For something to change

Poetry.net

Nature Has Chilled My Bones

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 20, 2009 by dc

The morning sun
Is a wet, shaved peach,
I watch buzzards
And choke like a stranger.

Horses buck in the garlic rain,
Rabid foxes sprint into fence-posts,

I grab a moment from the runny sky,

I peel back my thoughts
And get lost in the skin.

Weasels dance hypnotic and lithe,
Weaving tight turns
And head-bending their prey,

Decaying hedgehogs
Float down streams,
Trembling pheasants
Cough up seed.

The clouds expand
And then tighten
Like a huge concertina,

I step forward and sink,
I taste the dew on my lips
And the soil on my tongue;

Yesterday was Tuesday,
Today is Thursday,

Nature has chilled my bones.

Poetry.net