Friday, November 29, 2019
Tuesday, October 1, 2019
Lizard
One lost little lizard
in a huge middle school courtyard
searching for another.
Lockers shut.
Clangclangclang.
Who are you?
Kids gossip.
Chatterchatterchatter.
Who are you?
Books fall.
Clatterclatterclatter.
Who are you?
The bell rings.
Dingdingding.
Everybody leaves.
Stompstompstomp.
Who am I?
Saturday, September 7, 2019
Fire and Ice
Knowing Nature
is back....
yet again....
This blog entry started when I was talking to my dad's parents, up in Minnesota. They mentioned that they were getting some cold weather already, and meanwhile that made me think of gym class earlier, which was SO HOT!
And that made me think of a poem I had seen when I found the Yellowstone one in my previous entry. So, here goes.
Some say the world will end in fire;
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.🞻
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice. -Robert Frost
🞻Has this guy ever experienced a Florida summer?
Tampa, Florida: 92 degrees Fahrenheit
Toronto, Canada: 71 degrees Fahrenheit
St. Paul, Minnesota: 66 degrees Fahrenheit
Mexico City, Mexico: 76 degrees Fahrenheit
Washington D.C.: 83 degrees Fahrenheit
Wednesday, September 4, 2019
Big Blue Sky
Knowing Nature is back again with poems for you!
Many, if not all, of my loyal blog readers know that I went to Yellowstone this summer. While doing a bit of research on it, I've found some poems that I'd like to share with you.
Forget all your troubles, forget all your cares.
And go to the park with bison and bears.
Moose go grazing. Gray wolves stalk.
Great elk climb, and pronghorn walk.
Rivers flow and geysers spout.
Fir trees rise, and lilies sprout.
Brown trout swim and falcons fly.
All beneath a Big Blue Sky.
-Douglas Florian
That inspired me to create a Yellowstone poem of my own. So, here goes:
Everything is calm.
The hot springs are flat, flat as can be. The geyser is merely a hole in the ground.
Everything is calm.
Then the geyser bubbles... once...twice...
and
it
ERUPTS!
A wild frenzy. shouting, awe, silence at the majesty. A scramble for photos. It shoots up far above each head. And then it's gone...
and
Everything
is
calm.
Thursday, February 14, 2019
Winter
Knowing Nature proudly presents:Winter by Lindsay Paulson
Silvery flakes drifted downward,
glittering in the bright light of the snow moon.
The blackbird soared.
They ducked and looped as the wind was blowing
Hoping, dreaming, for just one boon.
Friday, January 4, 2019
A Chilly Surprise
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