| 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? |
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| "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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