Nature's own precipitation

Having a feel of nature's dispense
I could see legs wag like tails in the open space
Broods scuttling around the ocean and making bricks with a deep sense
Lovers would cuddle and make dance moves to the sweet tune and rhythm in this cosy place


The young shall grow when even the old is now the youngest
Grannies and pas moving their legs swiftly in a sousa dance to the music of the day
Life is in no doubt the survival of the fittest
Even the sun whilst gritting heaves no obstruction of the ray


The fishes of the deep blue sea attest to every precipitation they get
Just like the birds of the desert certify to the warmth when sunny
The reptiles who creep also affirm nature's deeds from the onset
While the fine grasses of the farm sway the wind to play funny


The world crawls beneath our feet
But we entities fall within its breach
The day says it's either cool or hot
While the night also asserts it's coolness but for all, nature calls

Reviews

[Onyia-Ali, Kingsley Chu..]

You're such a wonderful poetess. I so much appreciated the way you implied some metaphors. The poem is good as you are. Well articulated.

[Mosunmola Adeniyi]

Thank you so much Kingsley but I can tell you're way better..... I am so new here, like I got in here yesterday and the view has been great so far... hope you don't mind being a friend here?

[Onyia-Ali, Kingsley Chukwuebuka Benson]

We're already friends.