#poem about nature

[allmpoems]

Fungi Funeral [1/4/24]

Who decomposes

a fungus, when she dies?

Does her next of kin, break her down,

thinking "Oh, oh, dear mother of mine"?

Does a mushroom return

to the earth that she's built?

The earth that she's turned

into dirt made from silt?

Does a mushroom grieve

for her family, forgotten?

And is she alone

until she herself is rotten?

Do fungi feel

as alone as we do?

Does a mushroom want

a love just as true?

I've read that fungi

make paths in a way

similar to those

that a computer may.

Are we the same?

Both inside and out?

After all, after death,

we become a brand new sprout

[delightfullyimpossibleenemy]

[nighmares-art-and-stories]

Night Sky

The moon is shining in the night, A certain beautiful sight.

But sitting at the window sill, My mind feels rather still.

A wanting in the soul, Watching the moon shift from wane to full.

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@alaralee

[daffodils-and-bonfires]

Rot

Around me is the scent of decay

Of rot, of fungus and of mold

The dampened air clings to my lungs

The stench of rot becoming soil buries me as I walk

I do not see the rot. I smell and taste as it clings to the air

I do not see it.

It is still there.

[auliq-ice]

Starlit Serenade

The stars up high, so bright and clear, Illuminate the sky with such cheer, Their sparkling light, a distant guide, Through the darkness they do abide.

The moon, she rises, so full and round, Casting her glow upon the ground, Her gentle light, a soothing balm, A peaceful presence, a calming calm.

The wind, it whispers through the trees, A soft and gentle melody it weaves, Its gentle touch, a lover's caress, A fleeting moment of pure finesse.

The world around us, so full of grace, A wondrous sight, a glorious space, A place of wonder, of joy and light, A home of hope, a place of might.

[sanjeetkv]

NIAGARA FALLS

A day filled water droplets, rainbow and mist A place Where USA and Canada closely co exist Started the morning the day filled with hum of water Today I saw stones getting massage from Falls’ fist  Niagara Falls, a gift to human from Seven Lake A place to visit during the sunny summer break Very lovely tour destination A Junction for countless photos to take  While doing YOGA over Rock…

[evadneares]

"I'm sorry. I killed a spider.

I trapped him under a cup

And meant to slip some paper under

Take it outside and shake him off,

Free him.

But I forgot,

got distracted.

And when I saw the cup days later,

I realised what I had done.

I left it there for a month.

I didn't want to see him balled, warped little carcass,

The consequences of my distraction,

My lazinezz.

I don't kill bugs

it makes me feel guilty.

Just because I'm bigger doesn't mean I should get the final

Say, on a tiny life.

And when I forced myself to lift the cup after a month

I expected to see him curled, dead on the counter,

But there was nothing there.

So I turned it over;

And saw a ghostly silver web woven in the lip of the cup.

And the spider, resting, dead on top of it.

I sat and cried on the kitchen floor.

In his last moments,

He tried to make a home

Of the darkness I gave him.

@/cosima.333 on tiktok, The Spider Poem" (thank you for finding the author @kaatiba)

[uovoc]

my sister and I both agree that one of the best parts about china was how there's food everywhere. And not just, like, bags of chips, but real hot, cooked, tasty food. You hike to the top of a mountain and there's a guy with a cart selling chicken skewers and freshly steamed corn on the cob. When you hike to the top of a mountain in america, what do you get? Nothing. An uninterrupted view of nature. Where did we go wrong as a country

[trickstersaint]

flush // april 13 2023

[hearthspeaker]

[allmpoems]

Letter to the Earth [12/27/23]

Your whole life is beauty

yet all you endure is destruction

you created us from dust,

then watched us tear you down,

bit by bit,

piece by piece,

until you realized we might not be worth saving,

after all.

[vorakh]

mm but seriously pathologic rewired my brain in how to approach a narration and the time and space it takes place in. you don't need a date to find its correspondence in your history book. you don't need to find this city on your world map. you don't need to know where the line between delusion, reality and magic is set. you don't even need to know who these people were and will be once their act is over. deal with it.

[deancaskiss]

waiting for you is like waiting for the sun to rise;

inevitable,

and yet standing on that hill,

watching the moon slip behind the clouds

as the warmth peeks out to replace the silver glow,

I feel like i’m waiting alone.

[tanyaluca]

Lazy Layers…

Tanya Luca

[auliq-ice]

Oh, Nature

Nature is a canvas, vast and bright, With colors that dance and delight, A world of beauty, free and wild, Where wonders are born, and dreams are styled.

The trees reach high into the sky, Their branches wide, their leaves that sigh, And in the wind, they sway and sing, As if in tune with everything.

The birds take flight, their wings unfurled, They soar above the verdant world, And in their song, a melody, That echoes through the harmony.

The rivers run, their waters clear, Their currents strong, their paths sincere, And in their flow, a constant force, That shapes the land with nature's course.

The mountains rise, majestic, grand, Their peaks that pierce the endless span, And in their form, a rugged grace, That challenges the human race.

The sun shines bright, its warmth divine, Its rays that bless, its light that shines, And in its glow, a life that thrives, As nature gives, and nature survives.

Oh, nature, sweet and wondrous friend, Our lives with you, in tune to blend, We'll cherish you, and guard your ways, And live with you, through all our days.

[finleyscanlan]

Whilst Alone In The Field

older and wiser, strong in your stillness; and yet grace, bend to the breeze. all that you have seen, tell me — you are a student. you are life giver. teach me to be still. how to expect nothing, and embrace everything.