Category: Poems about Nature

As each morning fades,
The moon quietly gives birth
To the blazing sun

Blast from the Past:

The moon shines for whom?
Dancing in her own spotlight
Through which I see tonight

The rain subsided
Only for the overcast clouds
To linger above

Blast from the Past:

Why do deserts lose
The capacity to hold
The rain they do get?

The monkey plays among
The mangrove trees, flapping its
Strange, enormous nose

(Yesterday I saw hibiscus monkeys, which are strange-looking monkeys here living in mangrove forests.)

Blast from the Past:

Maybe orchids hate beauty,
Becoming so beautiful
So that they do not have
To engage with the beauty of others

Outside in the heat
On a persistent quest to
Remain hydrated

Blast from the Past:

Winter beach: lilting waves,
Icy wind, quiet: No one’s dumb
Enough to be here.

Beautiful birds
Building their nest within the
Very Tree of Life

Blast from the Past:

Do birds sing new songs
Once they migrate to
Distant lands?

Thrown into the water
The net comes back with
Tons of trapped fish
For you to dislodge

Blast from the Past:

The rabbits present
The tiger with many fish
To not become lunch.

Trees peak in and out
As the fog rolls off the hills
Opening up space

Blast from the Past:

Beyond the limits
Set by empty space lies a
New infinitude