Display of Nature

Would you look at this…. It’s for everyone

The sun shines upon my winter skin
It’s glow glistens in the pale blue sky
Lighting the world with its intense burn
As birds flitter about randomly

Afternoon radiates summer heat
Spring breeze tickles my exposed neck
Cooling down my sweat caressed brow
As the temperature increases

The dirt beneath my fingers is refreshing
It’s slightly damp from previous rain
Small granules slide from my busy hands
As tirelessly dig in the ground

New flower bed causally emerges
As the top layers is removed
Clumps of green grass lay helplessly aside
Thrown together in a heaping pile

A day in the sunshine is pleasure
The natural smell graces my eager nose
Swirling around me in a vivid dance
A display of nature that calms my mind

Reviews

[Lorry]

I'd been saving reviewing on this until I found out what this sun is, or as I call it "heap big yellow fireball in sky!" 😀
The heap big yellow fireball in sky came out to play today, but so did the heap big frosty north sea wind, so I still don't really know, but it certainly prettier up the sky, which I just assumed was a slate grey accompaniment to life, but it did turn the palest of blues for a while, like someone had just taken it to the dry cleaners for a change.
But as you say in your last verse it sure does make the place smell as pretty as it briefly looked....very briefly! 😀

[Poetic Beauty]

It’s been chillier this weekend than last weekend but still around 65 degrees ferh. I was outside Sunday and Monday digging like a mole in the yard again

[Coyote Poetry]

I love my garden my dear friend. My lilies and tulips are blooming today. I loved the poetry my dear friend. I hope you are enjoying the days of June.
Coyote

[Poetic Beauty]

Our tulips have come and gone but the Lillie’s, gladiolus and hibiscus and salvia are blooming.

[Coyote Poetry]

I do love the day of Spring and Summer.

[Poetic Beauty]

I love all the season except winter. I don’t enjoy snow or the cold. It is dreary and colorless.

[Coyote Poetry]

I accept Winter. I live in Michigan dear poet.

[Poetic Beauty]

I live in Illinois so we get winter but I don’t enjoy it

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

Wonderful expression of feelings Nature is all beautiful and peaceful. The display of Nature always allure us in many different ways.

[Poetic Beauty]

Nature is amazing with all its wonder and all the diversity within it!!

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

Indeed!!!!

[Dave Brown]

we have also being getting dirt neath our fingernails in what has been an extraordinarily beautiful Spring
however
there is literally no snowpack this year and rainfall is less than one tenth of normal
if this keep up, things don't look good
enjoy your aft.

[Poetic Beauty]

We’ve definitely had the rain and the weather is bouncing

[Vol]

PB
Some folks take a walk in the woods, some of us bathe there so even our souls feel clean.
Vol

[Poetic Beauty]

I love being outside when it’s warm and I can walk barefoot in the grass and dig in the dirt to plant flowers

[Vol]

YUM AND DELICIOUS!

[Poetic Beauty]

There is so meeting soothing about walking barefoot in grass, mud and dirt. I’m also drawn to water and love being in the rain and creeks

[Vol]

Its a kind of entanglement, isn't it? And it's more than skin deep... and warm.

[Poetic Beauty]

Yes very much so.

[Gee]

Has me wishing for the early morning warmth of summer sunshine so that my first coffee of the day can be taken outside.
Nice

[Poetic Beauty]

So it was 76 degrees ferh. Last Saturday and 86 degrees on Sunday so a great day to be outside both days

[The_Ancient_Rock]

Nature is wonderful.
Good poem.
Very much enjoyed reading it.
Great work keep it up.
Take good care.

[Poetic Beauty]

Digging in the dirt is great for the mind and soul. I enjoy the feeling of the dirt between my fingers and my toes

[The_Ancient_Rock]

Yes, can feel good.
I enjoy walking on sand sometimes.
Take good care.

[Poetic Beauty]

You have a good night

[The_Ancient_Rock]

Thank you.
Wish you a good Sunday.

[emmajoygreen]

Your poem is beautiful start to finish and in between. You have a gardener's spirit, one to one with every horticultural sense: seems you love every stroke and stretch of it. Time clings to your hands, eyes glow with every sight, nose inhales the scent of soil and blossom; even an aching back shows pride in what's been done! Superb writing about a leisure-pleasure in your garden - one I understand because am a landscapist and a happy-to-be jobbing gardener! Kudos galore, Poetic Beauty.

[Poetic Beauty]

I go out everyday checking to see what is sprouting and what is blooming. I planted a heather bush this year and it blooms in spring and winter so I’m excited to see it this winter

[emmajoygreen]

Is so wonderful to plant something, anything, then watch it grow and flourish. That due to you your work, care and ultimate love!

[Poetic Beauty]

I do love growing plants. I plant basil and rosemary in pots to use for cooking

[emmajoygreen]

How wonderful and sensible and more! I used to have a herb nursery! Sold to one garden centre and also at street markets. There's a high percent of folk using herbs these days which is great if used correctly. Good for you - there's so much pleasure and satisfaction in eating/using what one's grown. By the way, I can get high on rosemary, just rolling a piece in my fingers then inhaling the its smell... yummy! Basil of course for pesto with pasta! It's early morning and now I feel like eating! One day, you and I could do a collaboration., perhaps a dialogue form and fun!

[Poetic Beauty]

I would love be to do a collaboration with you sometime. It would be fun! Oh I love the smell of rosemary. The smell alone is suppose to be good for memory, basil, sage, Oregano, ginger and garlic a few other herbs I love the smell of. I love to cook so….

[emmajoygreen]

You and I are pretty similar...

Must get to sleep now... zzzzzzz Take care, smile.

[Poetic Beauty]

Sleep well

[Soren]

There is something primely healing about gardening. The feel of dirt and the smell of it as well. A great write of nature in our own back yard. Beautiful

[Poetic Beauty]

Thank you. I love the feel and smell of dirt between my fingers and my toes

[mou]

Nature -- The most gentle and modest blessing on earth. This poem reminds me of the Netflix documentary 'life on our planet'. While looking back to the creation, it seems that we are living in a 'faithful story' of universe.
- mou

[Poetic Beauty]

I love working outside when it’s warm and I can get my hands in the dirt and toes too