Inspired by the Pine Barrens in New Jersey. They creep out the best of us...

Written November 30th 2009

Nature can be nourishing, as well as destructive.

A poem about Winter and the other seasons.

Poem about a dying kitten who has been hit by a vehicle. Very. very sad.

Observations mixed with imaginings of a rainy afternoon.

Even when I'm not in a boat, I can still feel the rhythm of the waves.

Round and round they danced, happy and jocose, 'til, morose, this dismal nocturne queried what for.

Since I suck at the whole naming thing, if you have any suggestions, let me know. This poem is a descriptive poem about a place that I think almost everyone has been before.

The poetic sequel to RULERS OF THE WORLD

Come, my love. Sit with me. And Listen to the soft, sweet rain. An appreciation of the beauty of nature.

My observatory to the world I call Nature- my porch. Metaphor poem I wrote for Creative Writing

When a single flower shines, I'm reminded of September.

Fade blooming into empty with a world-weary sigh.

A poem about a rose

I don't need the world, anyway.

A poem about a tree.

I can't stand it. The monotony, that is. Written during SL one morning, it describes briefly how, on bad days, nature just seems out to make things worse. R&E or D&W. Short but, I think, to the point.

A comparison of the two sides of snow; Beauty and Death. Inspiration from Sylvia Plath. This was my literature course assesment and also my poetry competition entry.

The strongest paths are not always apparent

Boats, trees, and the water around them

It's all around you, though you aim not to notice

maybe more to come with this one.

Five different poems I wrote. They probably suck but I just felt like putting them up.

Funny how sometimes nature can put life into perspective. How loooking at the tide ebbing to and fro can suddenly cause everything to click into place.