Nature Poems
Whisper to the sunlight
(Free writing poem set
to 2/3 minutes).
Swimming
elegantly across the pool
Splashing
and crashing in the waves
Pulling and
reaching out in front of you
The sky as
clear as day.
Suddenly the
darkness creeps in
and you can
barely breathe.
Something is
underneath you…
And it’s
crawling under your feet.
You splash
and cry out frantically
Until you
can cry no more.
You feel
yourself drowning
and pulling
you to the floor.
You whisper
to the sunlight
as it comes
to pass
And look at
the sun beams reflecting
as you take your
last long gasp.
The waterfall of terror
(Task: Write down one noun (type of body of water) and one emotion. Name the poem after the combination of the two and write. Prose poem).
Crawling
over the edge, gazing at the extraordinary view. One may be fooled by the
beauty and innocence it holds.
I slip and
slide down the cliff face, scratching at the surface with rage. I hit and
smother the gaps until they withdraw with fear. I scurry across the cliff face,
destroying everything in my way. I like to rip off the new life that decides to
grow there each day.
Occasionally
a person decides to come by and disturb my daily motion for which I find quite
mean. I’m really not sorry for what happens next. When they tread and stomp on
my body trying to climb ‘the fall’. Some even think it’s fun to dance and
prance in my cells. They twirl and whirl delightedly at the bottom of my rage.
In haste it’s quite excusable to be protective at my age.
And so, the
anger starts to grow and my body becomes quite mad.
I smother,
hit and crush the people standing on the ground, until their lungs have been
clogged up and I’m quite sure they’ve drowned. Even then I don’t feel content
until I’ve slaughtered their body in half, using the power of my body and the
cells in which they danced.
I look at
them in disgust as my body turns red. It’s like I’ve been stained with guilt
for all this evil mess. I try to cover it up continuously and shield my body
from the extraordinary view.
And once
again peace is restored and I go back to crawling over the ledge and the
innocence that once drew in the curious fools that threw me over the edge.
Scattered and Shattered
(Task: Write a poem focusing on the form and structure).
waiting on the corner
waiting in the rain
waiting for the wife
to return and numb my pain,
the rain
comes and goes
comes and goes
with sunshine rays in-bet-ween.
it’s quite like my anti
ci
pation.
building in my brain.
waiting
waiting
wanting
for her to return.
just thinking of her arrival
makes my stomach churn…
on and off. on and off.
the rain decides to go.
hope and disappointment. hope and disappointment.
as every lady comes.
my clothes are soaked.
my heart’s been poked.
and
strung
along
all
this
time.
why won’t she return? why won’t she come?
why does she leave me alone.
my heart yearns
my clothes have turned
dark
just like my hope.
yet the rain keeps going…
on and off. on and off.
I literally
just
can’t
cope.
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