Poems about Nature

• Willy-Wag and Sparrow

  Willy-wag and Sparrow
  sat on a stone.

  by Nancy Cato 32 lines
• The Beech Tree's Petition

  O leave this barren spot to me!
  Spare, woodman, spare the beechen tree!

  by Thomas Campbell 28 lines
• Ease

  The iron is hidden in forgetfulness.
  A smoothness comes to men and lies on lands.

  by Leon Gellert 15 lines
• The Gale

  It came upon us sudden; six solid hours it blew
  As if a thousand devils had gallivanted through

  by Edwin James Brady 40 lines, 1 comment
• A Bird and flower upon the tree

  A bird and flower upon the tree,
  Sweet peony and oriole,

  by Augusta Davies Webster 33 lines
• Spring

  The wood is decked in light green leaf.
  The swallow twitters in delight.

  by Ilia Grigoryvich Chavchavadze 9 lines
• Eglogo (fragmento)

  The sweet lament of two Castilian swains,
  Salicio's love and Nemoroso's tears,

  by Garcilaso de la Vega 54 lines
• Song of the Cattle Hunters

  While the morning light beams on the fern-matted streams,
  And the water-pools flash in its glow,

  by Henry Kendall 22 lines, 1 comment
• The Dream Star

  Whisper, O wings of the wind! Sing me your song, O sea!
  Grey is the weary world, and grey is the heart of me!

  by George Essex Evans 32 lines, 1 comment
• An Australian Symphony

  Not as the songs of other lands
  Her song shall be,

  by George Essex Evans 90 lines
• Stray Birds 11- 20

  SOME unseen fingers, like idle breeze,
  are playing upon my heart the music of the ripples.

  by Rabindranath Tagore 56 lines
• Ninth Day, Ninth Month

  Slowly autumn comes to an end.
  Painfully cold a dawn wind thicks the dew.

  by Tao Chien 16 lines, 1 comment
• To a Sea Shell

  Friend of my chamber--O thou spiral shell
  That murmurest of the ever-murmuring sea!

  by Hubert Church 14 lines
• A Bushman's Song

  I’M travellin’ down the Castlereagh, and I’m a station hand,
  I’m handy with the ropin’ pole, I’m handy with the brand,

  by A B Banjo Paterson 40 lines
• The Song Of The Sundowner

  I'm the monarch of valley, and hill, and plain,
  And the king of this golden land.

  by Thomas E Spencer 33 lines, 2 comments
• The Magyar Fallow

  I walk on meadows run to weed,
  on fields of burdock and mallow.

  by Endre Ady 16 lines, 3 comments
• The Return Of Spring

  Now Time throws off his cloak again
  Of ermined frost, and wind, and rain,

  by Charles I de Valois, Duke of Orleans 16 lines
• Youth

  The dew is on the grasses, dear,
  The blush is on the rose,

  by Georgia Douglas Johnson 8 lines
• Stray Birds 71 - 80

  THE woodcutter's axe begged for its handle from the tree.
  

  by Rabindranath Tagore 72 lines, 1 comment
• Castilla

  Tú me levantas, tierra de Castilla,
  en la rugosa palma de tu mano,

  by Miguel de Unamuno 21 lines
• The World’s Music

  The world’s a very happy place,
  Where every child should dance and sing,

  by Gabriel Setoun 32 lines, 1 comment
• All Things Bright And Beauteous

  All things bright and beauteous,
  All creatures great and small,

  by Cecil Frances Alexander 28 lines
• Reading The Classic Of Hills And Seas

  In the summer grass and trees have grown.
  Over my roof the branches meet.

  by Tao Chien 16 lines
• Above Lavender Bay

  ’Tis glorious morning everywhere
      Save where the alleys lie—

  by Henry Lawson 51 lines, 3 comments
• The Empty Nest

  I saunter all about the pleasant place
  You made thrice pleasant, O my friends, to me;

  by William Watson 14 lines
• The Ocean

  … Oceanward I am ever yearning,
  Where far it rolls in its calm and grandeur,

  by Bjornstjerne Bjornson 83 lines, 3 comments
• Masnawi

  In the prolog to the Masnavi Rumi hailed Love and its sweet madness that heals all infirmities, and he exhorted the reader to burst the bonds to silver and gold

  by Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi 56 lines, 2 comments
• Stray Birds 21- 30

  THEY throw their shadows before them
  

  by Rabindranath Tagore 74 lines
• Follow The Sea

  "What is it makes a man follow the sea?
  Ask me another!" says Billy Magee:

  by Cicely Fox Smith 30 lines, 3 comments
• Nothing is really mine except Krishna.

  Nothing is really mine except Krishna.
  O my parents, I have searched the world

  by Mirabai 33 lines

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