Nature Poem

The Meadow Flowers were Teeming with Joy

The fog lifted up and so did we, The smoke from the chulha was painting a dull picture, We moved…

1 year ago

My favourite Cloud

Lying on the soft velveteen grass, I as usual in my pensive state thought of you. Not deciding to fan…

1 year ago

The Madness of Gurgling Rivers

I am addicted to the madness of the gurgling rivers that weep in silence, And the lofty pine and spruce…

1 year ago

Birds of Prey

Few precious little moments of peace can make you have a rundown of emotions. Like when you lie on your…

1 year ago

Heading Back to the Mountains- Nature Poetry

"When the roads become isolated, and the green starts painting the mountains. When suddenly, the clatter transforms into melodious silence,…

6 months ago