Nature Poetry

 

 

There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more.
~Lord Byron~

 

 

 

 

Click on links below and an individual window will open featuring each piece of poetry

 

 

 

 

Tomorows Remiss

 

Earth Preservation

 

Destruction By Man

 

Ocean Storm

 

Man and Mother Nature

 

Meadows of Radient Flowers

 

Its Spring