Mother Nature Makes the Rules

Mother Nature makes the Rules

Her naked water

And undressed skies

Show no fear from prying eyes

Fertile plains

Desert sands

Magic where she’s touched her hands

Turning leaves

Blooming flowers

Colors changing by the hour

Anchored roots

Spreading gardens

With not so much as “beg your pardon”

Concrete cracking

Weeds encroaching

Stretching towards the sun approaching

Reclamation

Things decay

Use them for another day

Organic matter

Provides nutrition

Never asking for permission

Storm’s ‘a coming

Thunder crashes

Dazzling skies with lightning flashes

Raindrops falling

Wind is blowing

Teeming ponds are overflowing

Croaking frogs

Hollow logs

Swampy water fills her bogs

Falling snow

Hail and ice

Winter wonder paradise

Hurricanes

Wild tornadoes

Lava flowing from volcanoes

Crashing waves

Salty seas

The richness of an ocean breeze

Clouds above

Grey skies linger

Clearing as she snaps a finger

Remember this

It’s an outdoor school

Where Mother Nature makes the rules

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R J Schwartz

I write about everything and sometimes nothing at all.I'm fascinated by old things, rusty things, abandoned places, or anywhere that a secret might be unearthed.I'm passionate about history and many of my pieces are anchored in one concept of time or another.I've always been a writer, dating back to my youth, but the last decade has been a time of growth for me.I'm continually pushing the limitations of vocabulary, syntax, and descriptive phrasing.

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