Earth’s Gifts Water sparkles, cool and clear,Earth gives drinks to all who’re near.Waves that dance on lakes and seas,Splash and laugh with every breeze.Air twirls ’round, so soft and light,Breathing in feels just right.Whispers secrets through the trees,Fills our lungs and sets us free.Trees reach up to touch the sky,Branches waving way up high.Leaves that…
Giggles in the Garden In a corner where the daisies grow,Tiny feet skip, faces all aglow.Little hands dig, the dirt flies high,Finding worms that wiggle, oh my!Butterflies dance on a gentle breeze,Kids chase with laughter through the trees.Up above, in branches way up high,Birdies sing their songs to the sky.Leaves of green, and petals bright,Sunshine…
Frail Earth Weep, sky’s heavy tears,Frail Earth sighs beneath our weight—Leaves hold whispered pleas. Meaning This haiku for Earth Day captures the image of the Earth as fragile and burdened by human impact. The visual of the sky weeping and the Earth sighing under the strain reflects the environmental stress that our planet endures. The…
Music of Earth Earth breathes in spring’s soft hues,Air crisp, a dawn’s fresh embrace,Rivers murmur tales of old,Trees stretch high, in sun’s bold rays,Heaven’s canvas, brushed in cloud,Dew-kissed leaves, sparkle clear,A call to cherish, hold dear,Yearning for balance, let’s revere. Meaning “Echoes of Earth” is an acrostic poem using the letters from “EARTH DAY” to…
Green Reverence Our blue planet spins,clad in a verdant robe,its rivers whisper secrets,while mountains silently observe.Hands to soil, seeds to bloom,every sprout, a quiet cheer,air and water, crisp and clear,for this Earth we hold dear.Echoes of care, woven through trees,a tapestry of hope that flies free,on this day, with each breath,we pledge anew, Earth’s steadfast…
Threads of Crimson Threads of crimson through the grey,Fields where fallen heroes lay.Echoes of a battle’s cry,Underneath a somber sky.Poppies bloom where tears have dried,Silent sentries, side by side.Each a marker of the lost,Borne by freedom’s hefty cost.War’s refrain, both harsh and long,In these blooms, their spirits throng.Peace now holds where poppies sway,Guardians of the…
Crimson Echoes Crimson blooms beneath the sky,Soldiers’ echoes, soft and shy.Fields of honor, rows align,Poppies stand for those who’ve shined.Tears of dew on petals fall,Bravery, the poppies recall.Each a flame that never dies,Guardians of memories, wise.In their silence, stories told,Of spirits bold, and hearts of gold.Beneath the sun, their vigil keeps,In fields of red, where…
Fields of Honor In fields where silence softly treads,Beneath the sky’s expansive spread,A sea of poppies, rich and red,Marks where our bravest hearts have bled.They bloom in rows, so bold, so bright,A vivid slash against the night,Each petal holds a story tight—Of courage, love, and valiant fight.For those who walked in freedom’s shoes,Who chose a…
Crimson guard in daylight’s bloom,Silence woven in its loom.Gentle sway in morning’s breath,Harbinger of sleep, not death.Stands alone, yet stands so proud,In solitude, it sings aloud.Keeper of the peaceful rest,In fields of green, it’s softly dressed.At dusk, it folds in quiet grace,Holding night in its embrace.Symbol of the brave and lost,Beauty born at such a…
Scarlet waves, under open skies,Silent tribute, nature’s sighs.Gentle heads, to the sun, they nod,Rooted deeply in the sod.Each bloom, a keeper of the peace,In their presence, sorrows cease.Beneath the day’s endearing glow,Secrets only poppies know.As dusk descends, they softly close,In fields where quietude chose.Their cycle, a silent reply,To questions of where and why. Meaning Field…
