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Question: I have to write a poem about a natural object!.!.!.will you help me!?
Please don't write the poem for me, but my brain feels drained of ideas right now!. It's really hard for me to come up with stuff on the spot!. So could you just help me by listing some natural objects that might be interesting to write about!. Maybe an idea that will inspire me!?

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Best Answer - Chosen by Asker:
Listen to some of your favourite songs to get some ideas or go for a walk to see what you can see!. Write about a natural object that makes you happy, the Earths natural beauty!. Remember, it can be anything from a carrot to the ocean to a doggy : ) Good luckWww@QuestionHome@Com

Look around you for natural objects!. Even if you live in the city, you probably see some live plants every day -- trees, grass, bushes, flowers -- and some animals -- squirrels, pigeons, dogs!. You see clouds in the sky, sunshine, rain!. Maybe you can see a mountain or hill from where you live, or a lake or river or ocean!. Maybe there will be one natural object that especially inspires you, one that it gives you special pleasure to see or hear or touch or smell or taste!. That's the one you should choose to write about!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

open up a dictionary at random and select words or read from
hello canadas poems and select


JUST IMAGINE CAN YOU ONE

Sitting under an apple tree
Throwing pebbles at sea,
And when she makes me cry,
She actually helps me and makes me try!.

When she curses you see,
It is good,she actually nurses me,
And when its all her perspiration,
Friends, for me its only inspiration!.

Then I realise how we learn from human face,
And know all about the human race,
And when we know more and more,
Humanity only, benefits ,all for sure!.

We are at answers of all Yahoo Q's,
Each failure is like a step for me,
And it helps me go up, step up the ladder,
Then I come up with,if nothing else,
Something you may call poetry,I confess!.

Alas its a
Love game, this life,
Full of curiousity and strife,
Yet without the misery,
There could be no comparitive story!.
So
Logically,

Between,Astrology BiologyPathology,Geology,Numerology,

and what have you, Mythology!.

THE best outcome of all life isPOETRY,
Should we not,rename it as
Poetology!?
OH MY LOVING GOD! TWO

Intellectual are my generations'beings,

Greatest curse on present day progeny,

Officious,malicious and mercenary,

Cruel,lascivious,a class of humanity!.

This planet they call, a global village

Pray have some sense of privilege,

And upon the pedestal of man's remains

I say,do not make indellible domains,

Of time and space,yet to traverse!.

Make not this planet an aliens'retreat,

A symbol of monumental defeat!.

Our vision should not blind us,

Our ego should not devour us,

And leave our remains on a river bed,

But make for us a heavenly pedestal, instead!.


Just Remember THREE
Rememember that, me is, a girl in me;

we cannot make up our mind,

As hormones play havoc,

When we're in the bind!.

We have to still show,love to u we owe,

Or else you won't know,how our hearts' glow,

When we're out and the world is ours,

It is then our better half is yours!.

My love, my dear,at that blueish phase endure,

My hand is still there,my touch is yours,

Your smiles are my loving possession,

Your presence is my very own passion!.

For ever for me a heart throb,for all years,

I live with yee,remember this will thee!.





Priceless Treasure FOUR

I am on the edge of the threshold ,with desire

Where can we alone in this wilderness meet,

As the air perfumes fill my nostrils with love,

As if holding your hands in my dreams,

A one time fantasy, a breath from yonder,

I pick you up, up in the air,

No one ever thought that such would happen,

Until your hands,felt my hands,


Desire spilled from my very being,

Nothing remained but my moisty hands,

As I smelt my palms,your face came up,

From nowhere,as a spring of emotion rose

At once I saw you in front of my eyes emerging,

As if from no where,as you know

It was then that Irealised,

It was u,Dear ROSE!.


I AM FIVE

Since I am the cynosure of your eyes,

I am what for many a one cries,

I am your hearts' throb,

Your very very and very own breath ,

Your very blood and sweat,

Your true and very much your vision,

I am what you want me to be ,

A river,a stone, a monument,

Or a real lover at sea!.

I am what I am as you already know,

What else you want from me !?

For I am what I am,as far as you

And god, my love can see!.

Hope now you will my sole,'heart'

Love, really and truly love me!.


Our Apple Tree SIX

Long, long ago my friend did u know ,

The only tree that the we inherited was ,

An apple tree, as it did then,as it does now,

Depicts fruitfullness and human seeds ,

That grow from generation to generation,

And that message did we get and give,

To generation after genaration, humanity,

And today

We are the products of that hidden secret ,

We call,u know what ever it be!.

Sitting beneath the apple tree,

Einstein saw the world's most secret vision,

A falling apple to the ground and later

Scientifically,

He created his theory of Relativity!.

As he enjoyed the sweetness of the breeze ,

Sitting under the Apple tree,

He created a science, which today is knowledge,

All just sitting below an apple tree!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

a tree, a crow, a cloud, a river, a grain of sand, a mountain, a forest!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

A pebble, a star, a shell, the sea, a rose, a waterfall !.!.!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

Moonlight and beach!. Make connection with feelings and longings, romance and the mystery of life!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

Beauty


God bless,

JMB

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