9 junio, 2024

20 Poems of Nature

The nature poems are quite common, the natural world has been one of the recurring themes in poetry. It is often the primary theme in every age and in every country.

Poets like to describe the natural world; its varied landscapes, changing seasons, and surrounding phenomena, among others, have been an important part of the history of poetry.

Here is a list of these types of poems:

– Talk about the sea (free poem)

Talking about you was always easy

you came to me with your waves to walk my dreams,

to salt my soul to lengthen the days,

all blue, all owner, all water everywhere,

an endless block of fish and corals.

Knowing your ways was simple,

To find you, it was enough to go to the edge of the house,

and there you were, in every corner,

each cardinal point had you embroidered in the name,

That’s why I didn’t finish naming you.

the everyday

—the normal everyday voice for those of us who knew you,

that we lived you from the beginning—,

was to talk about the sea.

– To the cornfield (tenths)

I see you from home

green, yellow, leafy,

I see you and I’m eager

of your fruit between the embers.

And it is that, with butter or fat,

be cob, corn or corn

—any name—, is your shade,

your particular flavor,

how can i not love you

from the flake to the root?

How many peoples are fed

thanks to your noble fruit?

I don’t dispute your power

all good of you comment.

The grounds are well set

by having you planted,

the plow becomes easy,

you are noble, oh, cornfield,

you are the salt of the world

his delighted heart

– To nature (rounds)


you are noble green lady,

light of every being and thing,

you are in the river, in the rose,

in you the view is lost.


Your paths teach us

about God and creation,

and it is that you are a song

of all those who dream


Go to meet you every day

allows you to expand your knowledge

you are easy to love

and you always bring joy.


It’s you, nature

air, land, sea and sky,

fire verse in which I fly,

real root of wealth.


Don’t give up, always shine

against the dirty I accompany you,

I’ll take good care of you every year,

on land and on the shore.

– In the air (free poem)

You have become a habit

obvious reason for the breather,

invisible life that sneaks into me,

that runs from the lungs to the blood

so that I can walk the paths that correspond to me.

color of silence,

visit of the breath of God in beings,

When I no longer look for you, it will be everything

the fog will be the way and I will be the fog,

and there will be no reason or body,

and I will become one with the whole,

and it will be you and me in the corner of the spaces,


– To the earth (free poem)

If I planted myself in you, I would understand the life you keep,

could be spice from tibet,

a grain of immortal Spain,

an apple tree from Patagonia,

some fruit that arises from your pact with the sun and the water.

If I were a worm,

the world would walk you,

I would look for your most hidden secrets in the minerals,

I would try to understand the artifice of coal and diamond,

I would try everything to find out where God got you man,

and where is the soul of plants hidden from you.

Say your name,


It is daring much and ignoring everything.

– To the fire (free poem)

You boil the land inside,

heart of stones,

secret of the cloud to cry water,

invisible cloak of the sun.

When you came,

the night was the custom,

the raw the usual food,

the cold reigned in all

and there was no room for anything other than the tremor of blue and ice.

Did you come,


to carve every hill,

each stone,

and make the rain flow,

and the seeds brought up their bodies from the earth,

and they were called trees,

and the fruit then fell,

and the man had you for god,

necessary and brand new fire.

– To the hare (free poem)

The coyote looks at you from afar

the Lynx,

the leopard,

the man.

Everyone looks for you to calm the hunger,

But you’re cunning and quick

and you know where the shadow is in the meadow,

You know every place where the sun doesn’t shine.

you are agile,

moor hare,

white smile that jumps between the hills,

restless cloud everyone wants

and that hides underground to dawn when hunger calls,

and the young require green,

and life is fast

you know,

and you have it

– Sonnet to the water

Without you man could do nothing

you are crystalline jewel of life

that thirst calms me, the body takes care of me,

and safeguard my being from dying.

Of the elements, you are power,

liquid treasure to those who ask for it,

your sweet attribute nests in the blood,

spring that helps to strengthen.

Do not stop sprouting your light from heaven,

nor leave the sad earth deeply,

That men are waiting for you on the ground.

Only you gave nature

water, your divine soul in blue flight,

in rain that everything loves and in good persists.

– To the cloud (quatrains)


You come and go, white and grey,

breath of the winged sky,

your coffers to earth you open

giving water on the plow.


Sponge you are in the height,

happy shadow to the walker,

pure dream that heals me,

dim dancing figure.


The rain you give to the plants

so they can grow

they are holy tears

how deep they spring from your being.


children always look for you

to guess figures,

you go, you change, with two winks,

transforming you into madness


Beautiful cloud, beautiful cloud,

never stop being

it always rains you in the rose,

on land, and in the sea.

– In the sun (tenths)


You get up very early

and the morning comes to you,

in your light everything is won,

divine sun, friend, brother.

Thanks for reaching out

and give us clarity

to all mankind,

every hour, every day,

you light up with joy

in any darkness.


What would become, sun, of us

without your genuine glow?

without your pure and fine heat

that doesn’t look like others?

The colts would be crazy

and all the animals

the kittens, the jackals,

seagulls and dogs

we would not see the hills,

we would suffer a thousand ills.

– To the birds (quintillas)


They are the owners of the skies,

angels in the heights,

they are majestic figures

that fall in love with their flights

and they even cure madness.


They dance as they fly,

they fly while they dance,

over the landscape they launch,

in the look they slip

and the heart reach.


Be seagulls, gannets,

or the peregrine falcons,

fine flighted pheasants,

or the sagacious eagles,

how beautiful are their trills.


See them tame the wind high

invites to reflexion,

to my pen it gives inspiration,

to capture what I feel,

gladdening the heart

– To the fish (flyers)


They fly underwater

they are dancing in the confinement,

his joy has no end,

they don’t stop for a second;

its fins never cease

to swim from one side to the other,

they have strength like a colt,

owners are from the deep sea.


There are in rivers, lakes, seas,

they are found even in dreams,

large, medium and small,

of amazing colors;

their shapes also vary,

fat, skinny, flattened,

they abound everywhere

even on muddy soils.

– To the flowers (free poem)

The light dances between its petals, bathing the world in color;

the way,


she covers herself with beauty with just one.

His presence is a reason for joy and longing,

They are when life visits

also when she leaves,

They are where the wounded complain,

where love sprouts

between the pavement,

on the moldy walls,

and each one of them

every little figure,

gives reason,

for moments,

to the life.

Your stay is short

but the meaning of his step can be as sublime as the greatest feeling,

everything depends on the man

of the eye that looks at her,

of the heart that with them is delivered.

– At night and day (tenths)

You give reason to the moon

dark and silent night,

your presence goes and poses

in the mountains and in the dunes.

Like you, there’s no one,

your mystery inspires man,

there is not a day that does not amaze

the feeling that you have arrived

and that you have filled everything

with the black of your name.


you are the clarity

of the world and its confines,

you come with golden manes

and enlighten humanity.

Every town and city

owes you the glow,

also the pure candor

What do you toast, beloved day?

you are light and joy,

great love offering

– To the trees (free poem)

green lung,

lung of my land,

deep root with which the Pachamama breathes,


thank you.

dense gods,


rowed trunks that give reason to the forest;

houses of leaves that harbor so much life,

veins of the world,

thank you.

They are owed the pure air,

the poet’s sheet,

the shade in which man rests from work,

and the boy,

and the woman,

and the animal;

they are owed the fruit and food of food,

the existence of every living being,

infinite thanks for being.

I would like to honor you as it should be,

from the root to the crown,

each interwoven branch,

every folded moss…

The day the last one leaves,

there will be nothing

and many do not understand it,

and perhaps when they do it will be too late.

– To the mountains (tenths)


immemorial giants

of elegant and noble green,

the sight in them is lost,

in their celestial forms.

From them flow holy grails,

rivers full of riches,

they are queens, they are highnesses

of the whole earth,

how beautiful it is to see first

waking up their beauties.


They are crown in the landscapes

of the peoples of the world,

sprouted from the deep

with its very firm anchorages.

landscape mountains,

thanks for supporting

for protecting us from the strong wind,

we owe them shelter,

give shelter to the father, to the son,

excuse the bad, sorry.

– To the rain (quintillas)


with you life comes

to the desert before lost,

crying of the sky lit,

smile that waters everything

and cheers the driest nest.


You are born in the sea, the river,

or the lake when the sun hits

and with its rays unfolds

heat, driving away the cold:

the steam goes and reaches the sky.


For you the seed sprouts,

the cow quenches thirst,

thank you, rain, for you,

for every liquid drop

that endows the soil with life.

– To the stones (free poem)

foundational element,

nations rise above you;

firm substance,

earth Skeleton,

unique block of the original house.

If I pit you against yourself,

the spark arrives,

then the fire breaks out,

and the night was resolved,

and the stomach will no longer sleep empty.

If I put you on yourself,

a wall rises,

and another, and another, and another,

the palm comes and covers from the rain,

and then we have shelter and rest.

If I take you and give you edge,

I have to hunt and feed myself,

and make dresses

and other things.

Stone, foundational element,

the man appreciates your presence.

– To nature (rounds)


green lady who beautifies

every place on the planet

in every space, every crack,

your presence always mana.


You are a mother, Pachamama,

sweet, attentive, understanding,

you are the living flame

to which life cries out.


For you the mountains occur,

the rivers, the skies, the seas,

all the holy altars,

since you bathe everything.


nature, mystery

the stones keep your name,

secret you are for man,

you and your huge vast empire.


Thank you for this existence

Green lady, divine flower,

trilling bird of light

in each being and each essence.

– To salt (tenths)


Of the sea, it is the heart

that beats deep in white foam,

and slips through the mist

giving the water its seasoning.

He came with an intention

giving flavor to life,

without it there is no need to ask

that tastes good and with pleasure,

his presence gives just enough,

the point to all food.


Sea or lagoon salt,

blessed salt you are by God,

and there is no like you…

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