The Butterfly
The butterfly is a thing to behold,
with colors more beautiful than gold.
Flying hour by hour,
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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Deep into the woods in my truck I seemed lost.
The brisk, chilly breeze was still holding the frost.
Because it was dried up and totally dead,
I decided to cut down this big tree instead.
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,
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Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
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...
Sleek, slender, cracking whip
dip, arch, circle,
agile, quick, deceitfully frail,
Is the delicate Art of the tiger Tail...
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Crouched in grasses - sun is sinking
food will come for evening drinking
silent - still - panting - thinking,
resting in the heat of sun.
Our American Bald Eagle stands bold and proud
Representing our nation's liberty,
Soaring effortlessly above the shores
Peering down at the majestic sea. ...
The Eagles are large, amazing birds. While watching them you see a lot of funny things happen. We were fishing at Lake Shasta one year and sitting out on the houseboat deck while fishing, a...
I have wished a bird would fly away,
And not sing by my house all day;
Have clapped my hands at him from the door
I laughed at this poem. I have felt the same way at times. I live in the country, and there is nothing more peaceful than listening to God's natural sounds of nature, but it’s just like any...
A bird came down the walk:
He did not know I saw;
He bit an angle-worm in halves
And ate the fellow, raw.
That's just about the way nature is. I spent time outside watching all the amazing creatures, and they all have busy responsibilities to attend to, so structured to doing their purpose in...