Today’s Poetry 101 prompt is landscape with apostrophe (directed to a specific person or an object).
Something about blazing summer warmth,
You can experience,
Deep peace, through your bones.
Sun shimmering down on home.
And I appreciate,
Your magnificent view surrounding us.
Some call you Mother Earth,
Others say Gaia,
Some say you’re only Nature.
Queen of fresh bustling growth.
Flowers bursting forth,
With blooms; fruit maturing later.
Grandiose bites of peaches sticky,
Dribbling down my —
Chin; gifts provided, by nature.
Leaves crispy, flourishing, growth budding.
Sky alive pours.
Increasing farmer’s yield; harvest amplifying.
The world turns and you answer.
Seasons in exact,
Moment of time revealed true.
You magnificent lady; dancing in —
Summer’s dreaming months,
You tease; before snow sprinkles.
Gigantic mountains, shifting in time,
You allow them,
Crash, crush, erupt; tectonic formations.
Baby animals; fuzzy and adored.
Their seasons pass.
Time taking back; new born.
Eyes scanning the vastness of,
Your empire; nature,
Praying we don’t interfere; destroy.
Asking Creator for peace, grace.
Don’t let humans,
Ruin earth; mother nature’s domain.
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