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Ash
Fire burns the wood to ash:
From brown to black,
To gray, then white.
All color leeched from sight.
As pure as snow,
Without the blizzard’s cold,
And just a hint of the flame’s glow,
Bearing phantoms of the fire’s gold.
The traces of the past,
Lingering like shadows cast.
The inferno that once roared,
Crackled, hissed, and poured
Sparks into the sky,
Before dying away with a quiet sigh.
Its embers linger after death,
The scent of smoke thick on your breath.
Glowing, fading embers
Are all that remembers…

I used to look at the old big dipper
And I wonder what it's dippin' all night
Now I know it's dipping out warmth and it's dipping out light and it's dipping out a way of life
Now that I have noticed the old big dipper, I'll be watching all the other stars too.
And wonder oh where on earth are you.
Sorry it's so short, I can't think of anything else. ^-^ I will add to it if i think of anything.

beautiful as lightning,
I find this night very exciting
as pure as a rose,
so soft to the touch
the wonderful garden
filled with much
as taunting as cats,
as big as dogs,
the rushing water
brings me sobs.
not very good, but I though I'd give it a try



Poems just flow in a different way than prose does.


She who holds the power will rise to her throne
Raised by humans, she knows not what she is
Everything is revealed when her path crosses his
She has to choose, though her feelings are conflicted
Her choice must not be by her love affected
The side she chooses will determine the war
But it may also break her heart to it's core
Every side will try to bring her their way
But love will call her and her heart will obey
He will steady her, keep her mind clear
His presence removes uncertainty and fear
Beware they must not get to close
For he might deceive her, and affect what she chose
If her choice was wrong she will lose her soul
Everything will burn and the world will fall
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The weather may change
From cloudy to sunny
To dry with the heat
To rainy and runny.
Snowy and cold
Or dim with sunlight
This is why I like it much better
At night.
In the night it is quiet
No thunder or lighting.
The clouds are not crying
The sky is not fighting
The sun is not blazing
With it's light so breathtaking.
When the wind isn't blowing
In the heat of the night.
There's no need to worry
There's no need to fight.
Dream of the day
And help you it may.
To cope with the fright
Of the long winter night.
(I hope this counts as nature.)