EARTH

I am the gentle wind of spring
blowing through the ancient trees
caressing grass where field larks sing
in winter bringing weeds to their knees.

I am the squirrel twitching its tail
nervous since its day of birth.
always alert without fail
yet I play in tree tops far from the earth.

I am a deer in early morning
returning to its day time bed
prepared to snort out its shrill warning,
the buck whose antlers have been shed.

I am the duff beneath your feet
the summation of all the leaf falls
scruffy, varied and un-neat
giving cover to all bugs which crawl.

I am the snake, I am the fish
I am the tree , I am the flower
I am anything you wish
I am nature and all its power.

I am death , all it entails
I am life with all its fails
I Am...............

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: South Carolina, United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Frost, Burns, Longfellow, Poe, and Johnson. I guess you've noticed these are all past masters. Other than folks on site I don't read any contemporary poets .

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Comments

scribbler

4 years 4 months ago

Hi Teddy

Thank you for your kind words

Geezer

4 years 4 months ago

Ah well, I guess anything goes these days. I really like your poem about the animals and the Earth. It brings to mind, the days I could still roam about, just wandering through the woods and no specific purpose for being there. There were days that my best friend and I would get up real early and wake my boys; just to go for a hike. A chance to get out and just be. My sons learned early in life that there is beauty and life and death in the natural world. Finding dead animals or seeing baby birds. It was all interesting to them. You brought a bunch of days in the woods back to my head and I thank you. ~ Geez.
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scribbler

4 years 4 months ago

Well

With the way this ends I could hardly call it western classic lol. Always happy to bring pleasant memories to somebody

Lindame

4 years 4 months ago

Lovely

Nice ring of Amergins poem "The Song of Amergin". Bravo! I love the unending ending!!!

scribbler

4 years 3 months ago

Hello

Some things Have no ending lol

Lavender

4 years 3 months ago

Earth

Hi, Stan,
I agree that this seems more Western than Free Verse - especially since rhyme comes so naturally for you. The content and theme are wonderful, all my senses come alive reading this. Powerful ending.
Thank you!
L