An Unmarked Grave
The Nightingale sang her song
For all the world to hear.
She sang it loud, she sang it true
To all that had an ear.
The animal kingdom is filled with almost an infinite variety of creatures. Scientists discover new species and subspecies every year. Each one is a wonder unto itself and one could labor for years to uncover its secrets. It is an unfortunate fact that the closest that most of us get to wildlife is through bars at the zoo. Our urban lifestyle has the effect of cutting us off from the glorious world of the animal kingdom. Every animal has a lesson to teach us that we are not hearing. We may think that we have evolved away from contact with animal kingdom, the question is, at what cost?
The Nightingale sang her song
For all the world to hear.
She sang it loud, she sang it true
To all that had an ear.
This is touching and well spiced with rhetorical devices.
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He clasps the crag with crooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ringed with the azure world, he stands.
This poem touched my heart as no other poem has. I love nature and most poems don't interest me. When I can, I am outside in nature and when I have to go inside, I fall just like the Eagle at...
I'm a stunning display of black and white,
Contrasting stripes to captivate sight.
My mane stands up straight and proud.
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I caught a tremendous fish
and held him beside the boat
half out of water, with my hook
fast in a corner of his mouth.
Your clear song greets me at day's first peek.
Cheer, cheer, cheer, birdie, birdie, birdie.
Slumber retreats,
Yielding to a melodious strain.
The butterfly is a thing to behold,
with colors more beautiful than gold.
Flying hour by hour,
You are so right!! I live in the country, where nature is so obvious around us. We need to take time to smell the roses. It's a beautiful feeling.
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Sly and agile
Eyes glowing - burning bright
What paw dare step over the fire
As the caterpillar sleeps inside its cocoon
Like a baby wrapped in her blanket
She waits and waits until she blooms
Into a beautiful new life ...
This poem caught my attention at the very last moment and I had given it to my 10 yr old daughter for memorizing within an hour for her elocution contest and to my surprise she was selected...
The Emperor penguins march, slip and slide and march.
Males and females, side by side, follow their instinct
To a meeting ground - a mating ground- then stop.
Males preen, while the females, outnumbering the males,
With unlocked eyes
and finally sure of her status,
she scrambles alongside the ones,
who've spent their days waiting...