Cherry-red in morning sun,Sugared lips, season begun.Tiny orbs on tender boughs,Gentle picks, my basket bows.Juice that stains the eager hands,Ripened jewels from summer’s lands.Under leaves, a hidden hue,Rustic charms and flavors true.Not a secret kept beneath,Just sweet bounty to bequeath.Each bite a burst of sunny ray,In the lap of August day.Come taste this simple, merry…
The Cherry Tree Stalwart, the cherry tree stands,A sentinel in spring’s soft hands.Branches cradle dawn’s first light,Adorned in blooms of purest white.Buds burst forth in cheerful throng,To summer’s sweet, swift-moving song.Roots clutch earth, leaves reach sky,In between, life’s moments lie.Birds alight on wooden frames,Chattering in playful games.Beneath the bowers, children play,In cherry shade throughout the…
Cherry Whim In orchards where the cherries grow,Round jewels of red begin to show.Hanging from the branches, swaying,Nature’s candy, sweetly laying.Ripe and rich, a tart surprise,Beneath the broad, blue open skies.Twins on stems, a pair in sync,Blushing siblings at the brink.Sun-kissed skin, to teeth cede,Juice that writes a ruby creed.A fleeting season’s merry bounty,Adorns the…
Strawberry Moon Above, the sky dons her rouge,A blush that night cannot subdue.Silent orb, in June’s sweet bloom,Casting forth her strawberry gloom.Tides swell under crimson light,Crests of waves catch fire at night.Lovers’ glances softly communeUnder the watchful strawberry moon.Fields asleep in silver hues,Draped in midnight’s crimson muse.Fleeting guest, gone too soon,Wishes cast on strawberry moon.She…
Ripe rouge, yet not as sweet,Tartness where sugar should meet.In fields of green, they stand alone,Juice of sorrow, the seeds sown.Tendrils reach, the sun to spurn,Berries blush, with sourness churn.Harvest of the heart, so bittersweet,Fruitful yield, but not a treat.Each bite, a tale of unripe dreams,In every chew, a silent scream.Nature’s rubies, fair in deceit,Promises…
In Praise of Strawberries Sun-kissed rubies on the vine,Tender sweetness, subtly fine.Morning dew on scarlet cheeks,Nature’s blush, the summer seeks.Beneath wide skies, a berry’s burst,In gardens wild, they quench our thirst.Each a gem, with seeds of gold,In gentle hands, they’re softly held.Fragrance ripe, in breezes thrown,Fields of red, now fully grown.Joy to pick, a treat…
Guardians of Green Beneath the wide and watchful sky,Gentle hands plant seeds that lie,Dreaming of the days to sprout,Fields of green, devoid of drought.Across the world, in bustling streets,Echoes rise from marching feet.Voices clear as crystal streams,Cradle Earth in woven dreams.Solar whispers dance on roofs,Wind sweeps through the city’s grooves.Oceans stir with silent might,Reflecting stars,…
Earth’s Deep Call Listen, soft,Green thrives.Rain falls,Life revives.Breathe deep,Skies clear.Footprints fade,Nature near.Act now,Gentle, bold.Earth’s plea,Forever told. Meaning This poem reflects the gentle, yet urgent call of nature, urging us to notice and cherish the revival and resilience of the environment around us. Each stanza beckons a deeper connection with the earth, highlighting the simple acts…
Echoes in the Breeze Leaves rustle—a soft chant,Sprouting hope, tiny yet grand.Each sapling, a quiet promise,Stirring tales in every land.Branches sway, voices low,Hope stirs in the April wind.New roots grip the age-old soil,In each, a future’s sketched and pinned.Green breaths fill the cooling air,A fight, silent but fierce.In the dance of each newborn leaf,A gentle…
Earth’s Soft Call Green sighs,Sky wide,Footsteps light,Deep pride.Leaves dance,Winds weave,Nature’s chance,Earth breathes. Meaning This poem celebrates Earth Day through the delicate and minimalist imagery of a vibrant, living Earth. Each line symbolizes an aspect of nature—its resilience, beauty, and the silent yet profound interaction between the elements. The poem invites the reader to tread lightly…
