People and Nature have no voice...
Days hold many struggles while they are just trying to figure us...
The rustling of the burning red leaves nothing is getting in our way The sun shining like a blinding...
Bursting through the horizon, the sun finally decides to rub away the lingering streaks of dusk Warm...
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The fate of the mink the concerns of a crowded poultry cage and the...
Gathered leaves They blow around is if dancing Rustling, brown and crisp, Like wood...
When there seems no end to urban sprawl or clutter, I head out into a rural idyll to feel one with...
Would I love ... The mist created by rain Gloomy days spent in bed Dancing alone in my...
It's a crisp December And the frost covers the ground It chills you to the bone And...
we are but flotsam strewn across dry land. settling here and settling there, putting up...
The park covered in white a coveted delight chill settles on my nose and dances around...
How old am I? Can you tell me by looking towards the sky? Can you tell by ripping me apart?...
Soft petals, rough edges, Grows hidden in the hedges They remove the thorns From when...
Under a shroud of rainforest mist lies still the corpse of a time. The trees stand in a...
Autumn leaves lay peacefully on the ground. Beautiful gold and brown , more fall from the trees and...
Into a fine distraction Say us, alas, that which cannot tell your grief Had not your...
Why are there conflicts throughout the world Natural evolution is surely a clue This need for...
Wind blowing across the meadows Eagles Screeching in the air Squirrels chattering in the...