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 Oct 2021
Norman Crane
summer heat
beating up from sticky asphalt
     has dissipated
autumn cools the world
bathing us in its solid shade
under an umbrella
     of breezy rustling colour:
as summer leaves
autumn leaves
arrive
Welcome it, everyone, with open hearts,
from feathery wings of angels;
Its clarity washes away each tear,
and blankets us from all angles.

The evergreens swathed in oyster white,
exquisitely aligned with holly berries;
Which light up the yard in rosy glow,
and comfort us from our worries.

No longer alone the cardinals fly,
and meet their mates high above;
Cheerfully sitting upon the branches,
nestling together with wintry love.

Gracefully floating through the air,
like delicate lace from times long ago;
While we watch this glorious solstice scene,
enchanted by the sight of first snow !
 Aug 2021
SUDHANSHU KUMAR
The sparkling river,
Nourished millions of lives, Now
striving for own life...
Here striving refers to struggling...

This poem is dedicated to current condition of rivers and water bodies because of pollutions and global warming...🌊
 Aug 2021
Eshwara Prasad
A delirium-stricken breeze blew through the forlorn trees.
The sound of bristling leaves resonated over the landscape.
Nature was seduced into a  state of trance.
 Aug 2021
Salmabanu Hatim
silence everywhere,
carpet of colourful leaves
autumn evening walk.
18/8/2021
As birds turn quiet
all  the shadows disappear
Watch the moon appear.
In silence.

Shell ✨🐚
Find peace in nature. Gives you inner peace.
 Aug 2021
Zywa
If I were a giant, I would
definitely live in the woods
because trees are even bigger

and then I also have a family
because they live in the woods too
Furthermore, no one lives there

maybe brownies, invisible
because they stay behind the trees
I like to come in the big forest

the trees are waiting for me
and they always walk along with me
until I'm out of the woods

Then they stand still again
and they watch me going --
since I became seven

At that time they came at night
on a visit to say
that I am always welcome
"The trees" ("De bomen", 1953, Albert Alberts)

Collection “WoofWoof”
 Jul 2021
Sarita Aditya Verma
Shelter it took from none
Free under the blue sky
Stood strong in all weather
Weathering every storm
Gave shelter and provided for many
Even laid its life in the end
In death it became the throne to the ones
Who sought and asked for its kingdom to be owned
With every inch of its being
Selfless it stood strong

🌳🌳🌳
28th July- World Nature Conservation Day
 Jul 2021
Valsa George
Against the hazy sky
Mountains, seen grotesque
Frightening monsters, poking out
Here, there and all around
In the glinting darkness
The ravine, like a mythical snake
Gapes its mouth
Mist hovers,
Spider webs hang
As dew spangled veils
The leaves are tears stained
By the Night’s frozen grief

In stealthy steps,
With the jingle of anklets,
The wind comes to shake off the drops
And down they drip one by one
As the grass below shiver
At the sudden shock.
The leaves, rid of the load, flutter-
Faint stir of life!

From a distant habitation
The rooster in sharp notes
Sounds the siren
The East bleeds
As shafts of gold cuts through her breast
Darkness recedes,
Birds begin to chirp.

Slowly,
Slowly, parting curtains
The day emerges
Like a lazy boy
Disinclined to be roused from sleep
 Jul 2021
OVC
Rain, rain, rain
My friend
Child of the heavens, that falls upon the earth and vast oceans
Rain
Rain upon the green leaves of trees and wet their trunks and barks.
Rain upon the flowers that have blossomed
from your mother’s *****.
Instill life on lakes and river beds, their streams
that dry when you don’t come.

Catch a couple holding hands, and rain
Shower them
Closer they will come, under his umbrella they will hide
Where their hearts will touch.
Let him smell the aroma of her silky hair
That will drug him like *******
Full of love and passion he will stare
At the sparkle of her stare
Drag them closer even more,
Pour.
Sprinkle a droplet onto her nose,
And let him wipe it softly with his thumb
And kiss it gently with the lips of his mouth
For now, here your job is done.

Rain, rain, rain,
My friend,
Rain.

Rain enough to make a paradise,
But wait for the old man that plows his fields
Wait till he gets home
Then, rain at your will
But don’t bring ice, and much less snow,
For spring has been cold, and winter even more.
That, the man especially knows
Alone he’ll sit on his chair on his porch,
With a rubber ball that he used to throw.
In the summer and in fall his dog would chase it,
But that was long ago.
Do you remember?
You got both soaked last November,
before the man was left alone.

But do not weep, just rain
My friend,  Rain.


Rain in big and small droplets on the earth and floor
Wet my bare feet and jump in between my toes
I want to stamp on the puddle of water that you’ve formed
Soak me and join me
Rain and accompany me
Let us form a camaraderie
We can tell each other stories
You can tell me of your journey as you fall down from above
And I’ll tell you of the plants and flowers that in your absence will bud
Don’t be scared, for I’ll be your friend
When people go inside when you come,
I’ll come outside
You will make the puddles and I the mud
Even with my fading eyes I’ll look up
At the sky to welcome you as you rain.

When you leave don’t leave too fast,
Else the rainbow won’t show up
And please, don’t say goodbye
Farewells are too sad
Instead, say an “until next time.”

But for now rain, rain, rain,
My friend,
Rain.
I hope you like it. Any suggestions?
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