Poems About the Environment

A frozen fork of / water dying is reborn / in gushing spring stream
Golden air of mountain,The Trees glow with the sunset light,They sing their own goodnights. Though not a last goodbye,From stream to moun
In the desert lightning strikes, An act deadly for the dry wild fields, Under the brush a spark ignites,
More emotion than you could ever know is poetry Yes , its when I feel a vague entity
A frozen fork of / water dying is reborn / in gushing spring stream
  have you ever looked up at the sky and taken in the true size of it all  
I woke to a cloudless blue sky, to towering redwood trees To fluttering avian creatures basking in the warm sun’s embrace.
You wake up, eat, drive to work, drive home, sleep- repeat. What is this? Am I truly happy?
Under the cold salty ocean Bright scaley fish are plunging against the west wind drfit
I seek adventure I know not where I go I'm not an extremist for  I dare not go there

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