Whisper sweet sonnet for nature doth sing
Of orange and yellow butterfly wings
Of the caterpillars travels to be all he can be
Whisper sweet sonnet for nature doth sing
I once held a nestling that fell from its nest
A lady bug landed upon my raised breast
The mockingbird listened to my awful chirps
Responding to me with his song of alert
Whisper sweet sonnet for nature doth sing
Of bears in the blueberries just after spring
The salmon that dance as if they have wings
Whisper sweet sonnet for nature doth sing
Calling to a lynx she sat ever so still, she sat
Quietly watching me from her distant hill
A moose along with her child ever off course
Ate from my barn due to winters cold force
So whisper sweet sonnet for nature doth sing
Of caterpillars an butterfly wings, bears and salmon
Mockingbird’s song, moose and lynx their voices ring on
Whispering sweet sonnets as natures true song
This is awesome !!! " Natures True Song " tells the truth about nature. The lynx watching from a hill, and the lady bug falling on the breast describes the true behavior of these creatures. They are curious, and they fall on us, and they watch us ... great poetry !!!
This is most beautiful and brings back many fond memories of Alaska, free salmon, of mama and baby moose, my favorite dog Bullet, and of course the lady who is the Bestest!
T J this transports one to the epitome of nature poetry at its best and the images are fantastic,with the lilting voices of your creatures blending to make this a magical experience! Thank you for this beautiful trip! Superb photo!...ET
It must be great to live among so many of nature's creatures
and your wonderful poem captures it so well. I particularly
love the line: The salmon that dance as if they have wings.
-gene.
Explore the mystery of how nature makes unexpected gifts of creative wonders to an unsuspecting caregiver one late night and early morning in southeastern Georgia, USA.
Elora
Love & Peace, Janet xoxoxo
Harold M. Nash
John
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Fee
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
I still wanna go - for real -
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
and your wonderful poem captures it so well. I particularly
love the line: The salmon that dance as if they have wings.
-gene.
Be always safe,
Karen
This beautiful Nature Poetry
Is utterly fantastic, loved every line
Love & Peace be with you
William