My Nature and Religion Poetry
Here is a page dedicated to my nature and religion poetry.
Fatalism and Catholicism - (February 8, 1997)

Stuff happens because it's supposed
to
or maybe not
it's kinda
fun
being a Catholic and a
Fatalist
on one hand you believe that you
control
your destiny
and at the
same
time you believe that you
can't
beliefs come into
conflict
all the time
does God have control over
everything
that will happen to me or
not?
does He just have
control
over the main things?
but
maybe I won't know what is a
main
thing or not until it
happens
then what is it that God is
responsible
for?
or is He
responsible
for nothing at all and it is
only
because of the belief of others before me
that
I feel God has everything
planned
out?
Is it a
sin
for me to think that things only
happen because they are supposed
to?
will God see that as a form of
blasphemy?
or will he see it as me trying to find where my
faith
lies?
"Morning" (around 1994) A poem showing the differences between morning and night. I wrote this for an assignment.



Morning
Lively, Lovely
Waking, Moving, Growing
Animals, Plants, Stars, Moon
Slowing, Sleeping, Darkening
Starry, Sleepy
Night




"Noticing Nature" (1990) I wrote this in P7 (sixth-grade in Scotland).

The chirp of birds
From high and low
Animals going to and fro
The hustle of leaves
Under my feet
Sounds around me
Sounds soft and sweet
The chirp of birds
Near and far
The whirl of wind from afar
The flap of wings above me
The break of twigs below me
The woods have sounds I like to hear
Sounds from afarAnd some quite near




Untitled - (May 2, 1997 - This was written for an impromptu writing assessment test. We had to write something observational. I got the highest score on it.)

Blue
Foam
Crash
Tumble
Slow
Deliberate
The sea

Clouds hover
Birds soar
over
something
monstrous
Canabalism
plankton and little fish
bigger fish
Darwinism
Does it need to be followed?
Why is animal
Savagery
considered "natural"
When we are "evil" for the same thing?

Life goes on
Crash
Tumble, the
Up and
Down of
waves, a
neverending
course
And, yet
It will end someday

Sorrow

Why does beauty
have
to
end?

And . . . Why can't
it go on alone
without
the
death and
destruction?

Yin and
Yang . . .?

Maybe . . .
Maybe not.

The sea gives
insight
into life . . .
and death

Time to go home
to
cars
and
cancer . . .

The sea almost
Mirrors
(when you think about it,
You know,
metaphorically . . .
symbolically)
life . . .
death

Blue
Foam
Crash
Tumble
Slow
Deliberate

life . . .
death
And on
And on
"So it goes"

Blue
Foam
Crash . . .
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