Poems About the Environment
Because I love you I felt the weight of your words
To love at all is to be vulnerable, present
The swaying of The
Willow Tree's
leaves is like the swaying
of a little
girl doing an elegant
Don't Panic,
Don't Freak out,
Night is coming,
And you still living,
I am Relaxing,
Don't Cry out,
I met you out of chance
You looked up to me with the eyes of a serpant
but the spirit of an aging flower
People being together is an odd thing, stranger in a digitized
environment/in-between Facebook messages, Twitter retweets
My feet pounded against the ground as my fingers gripped the smooth, tall wood that was taller than the world’s tallest man.
Above buildings,
Above planes,
About birds,
Above us all
Are the cosmos.
The cosmos may
Several things you do not know about me. People make the assumption that because I have brown hair and dark eyes, that I am basic.Indeed,