Touchstones
©2017 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Anna Bezzubova on Unsplash
A rock is sure, reliable,
predictable and sane.
Its nature, set in solid stone,
shows little wax or wane.
Nature Poems
Welcome to my collection of original nature poems. Everyone needs a “happy place,” and nature happens to be mine. That’s why I am making these nature poems available, to give poetry lovers a chance to explore and commune with the great outdoors, even when they have to stay inside. These poems make wonderful gifts, cards, and meditations…but please remember to email a request to me and include full copyright information on every copy made. (For internet use, a link back to the poem on this site is required.)
FINDING THE POEM YOU WANT: As you scroll through this section, simply read each snippet sample (usually the first four lines) to get a feel for the poem. When you find something you like, click “CONTINUE READING” to view the entire poem.
The Tree in Me
©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Jeremy Bishop on Unsplash
Plant all my roots in rich brown earth
and stretch my branches wide.
Let golden rays of morning sun
fill every space inside.
The Mountains Are Calling
©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
“Autumn’s Harmony” by Rachel Pettit
Take me to the mountain crest
along a winding trail.
Let the sweet air fill my chest;
lift me like a sail.
Loving the Land
©2015 Susan Noyes Anderson
Photo by Kristyn Lapp on Unsplash
Their roots were in the land;
the land was everything.
The old ones took a stand,
inured to suffering.
Snow? Mais Non!
©2014 Susan Noyes Anderson
Snow image from Andrew Wyeth – The Mill
I’ll take my snow behind a window, please.
Let it fall freely past the frosty pane,
whilst I sit in my parlor quite at ease,
boots dry, exempt from sidewalk, stairs, and lane.
Blessed (and Grateful) Be
©2013 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Ben White on Unsplash
Sometimes my heart is washed in tears,
or overcome by foolish fears,
but most days find me safe from harm
with all I need to keep me warm.
How Do You Like to Go Up?
©2013 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)
image by Vika Strawerrica on Unsplash
How do you like to go up in a swing?
Pump your legs or be pushed?
Take it slow or take wing?
Taking Leave
©2012 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)
How beautifully leaves grow old.
In glory, they slip away.