Category: Poems about Nature

The real rulers of
New Zealand, in control of
Everything: the birds.

Blast from the Past:

Birds have never known
Borders, governments, or laws
And look how they soar

Fog rising up the
Mountain’s face, revealing the
Lush valley beneath

Blast from the Past:

The waters runs off
Into the mist
From which it came

Out from the world of
Mud, moss, and mush bursts forward
One excited dog

Blast from the Past:

Tail wagging, bouncing
A fury of excitement
But barking meanly

The mountain beckons.
The clouds warn. A storm’s coming.
Best to know your path.

Blast from the Past:

Scaling the mountain
Rainy, slippery, wishing
Humans had four legs

Its calm, slow waters
And meandering bank hide its
Secret personhood

(This one is about the Whanganui River.)

Blast from the Past:

Fumble through the fog.
Rivers go where the waters flood.
Vanish into dark.

Beautiful rainbow,
I rush towards its beauty;
It just disappears.

Blast from the Past:

The waves surge forward
Just to rush back to the depths,
An eternal dance

Coming from the ground,
Sulphur vents out the shrubs of
The tundra wasteland

Blast from the Past:

Microbes glistening
The ocean water under
The clear starlit sky

My first haiku is about the sulphur vents common in the Rotorua area of New Zealand. The second haiku is about the bioluminescent microbes native to some of the waters in Puerto Rico and other parts of the Caribbean.