At The Mountainside
Fresh breeze and snowcapped peaks,
sky inked with pale blue.
The water at the lake is crystal clear,
the green grass, cows silently chew.
Fresh breeze and snowcapped peaks,
sky inked with pale blue.
The water at the lake is crystal clear,
the green grass, cows silently chew.
This poem it really touched to my heart. It describes everything about the nature. Nature is the best thing god has ever given us.
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Awoken from my nightmarish dreams,
The sounds of wind howling,
Its fists beating against my windows.
Thank you for liking my poem I wrote it when I was 14 years old.
When the day becomes the night and the moon begins to glow,
The ocean waves will sing a song nobody knows.
As the mountains peak up high and the trees begin to shake,
When I couldn't find anything for a project, I came to this website and searched poems and found this...great poem.
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Deep into the wood where the Bluebells grow
Next to them the wild garlic will show
An old oak creeks with a century of age
With brand new shoots and the sun they crave...
Have you seen the Sunset and Sunrise
And the Horizon that's a prize
How the colors mix and melt
And look as soft as felt...
When the morning drizzles touch the unfolding buds,
When the sunshine turns the dewdrops into diamond,
When Spring's first daisies bloom,
When the wanderer wind wanders and the palm leaves dance,
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In a park whither an elderly man once went
was a bird with a voice so wonderful much money would he have spent
just to hear that melodic bird sing
and listen to its voice, with that majestic ring.
Take a moment to notice
The beauty of the trees.
Sit and take a look
At the dancing leaves....
Oh the trees,
See them cluster,
They give you shade,
That's the way of nature....
All is silent, all is still
No one around to see the thrill;
Small, small light
A shadow moves...
Nature reflects the calm and the chaos in my life.