Limerick Poems About Nature | Nature Limerick Poems
Poem Details | by Daniel Turner |
Categories: autumn, beautiful, change, nature,


September lovely September
Immerse us in colorful splendor
The next thirty days
Please thrill and amaze
With beauty we'll always remember

September lovely September
Embrace Mother Nature so tender
She may blush bright red
Turning down flower beds
While summer honorably surrenders

September lovely September
Full moon of harvest you'll render
Though lovers may stare
And dreamers may dare
You'll always be autumn's defender

   original poem by Daniel Turner

Poem Details | by Keith Trestrail |
Categories: funny, humorous,

Everyone Needs a Hobby

I love things in nature that flock and herd 
yet as a birdwatcher my lens gets blurred.
  Not in the forest's deep far reach
   but with a spyglass at the beach
gazin the tanned large breasted booby bird!

                     May 2015

Poem Details | by Laura Loo |
Categories: humorous, mother, wedding,

Mother In Law

A l i e n a t e me from the mother-in-law, malignant by nature with many flaws- “Oh don’t try to flatter me! You’re inurbane, can’t you see!” I surely failed getting luck of the draw! His mother can sure be quite capricious, and most of the time can be malicious- “Please gravitate off the earth, you d i s s i p a t e your own worth… and your apple pie isn’t delicious!” I liked her in a transitory way, until she RUINED my own wedding day- Tripped me walking down the aisle, perspicuous! Saw her smile---- :) as a scapegoat she blamed it on Aunt May! Ten Word Challenge Contest Sponsor: John Hamilton Date Written: September 5, 2016

Poem Details | by Gail DeBole |
Categories: bird, fear, growing up,

Sobbin Robin

Posted on 8/20/2013
Updated 8/21/2013

Sobbin’ Robin kept hoppin’ around.
His beak in a downward frown.
First time out of the nest
Unsure of his Baby Bird Quest
His meek chirping was his only sound.

Sobbin’ Robin was too scared to fly.
So scared that he didn’t even try.
He chirped out a loud sigh
That shifted the sky
And a breeze stopped his next chirpy cry.

Unknown to Scared Sobbin’ Robin
Was that Mother Nature kept him hoppin’
When the wind caught his wings
He started to sing
And now flies with birds sans any sobbin'.

Poem Details | by Austin Dufur |
Categories: body, character, city, emotions,

Inner City

The bright, tall, dusk buildings glow gold
jacket pockets protecting from cold.
The tribal people dance
strange performers chance
and drums and chimes rhythmically bold.

A world of divine mystery waits
to those capable of altered states.
A state sleepily deep
for distracting thoughts sheep
making thy under tempted by debates.

Two eyes cannot see this grand place
for three are required to embrace.
The Soul breathes this air
a clear body thou wear
so as to walk with honest grace.

A world lacking an accurate clock
for emotions fly away in flock.
The flock a coward
neutrality powered
a coat of chalk being a wise block.

Want ill advised, for drawbacks hunt
if the pendulum starts, it be shunt.
Man becomes dependent
attached to a pendant
leaving the par, taking the brunt.

This sway between east, west, with no rest
no rest for the grip on desire, vest.
The farther in sway
will increase weigh
harshly punishing if want not blessed.

So sit, take rest, take sanctuary
in the breath of calm sanitary.
Untie strings to unnerve
and will to observe
human nature that's planetary.

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: beautiful, sad,

Survival Of The Fittest

Watched a nature program about Africa last night And the animals that roam free what a glorious sight Survival of the fittest Can make us grimace As the prey succumbs in a fight for their life Hard to watch!!! © Jack Ellison 2015

Poem Details | by Duke Beaufort |
Categories: faith, nature

Face it!

The forces of nature are odd
So is that why we invent god? 
Our deity’s norm
Seems to be human form
And reflects this silly facade

Poem Details | by Mystic Rose |
Categories: beauty, creation,

Into Nature I Flow

Out of the rat race I go 
And into nature I flow 
I sing 
I dance 
While canoeing I row 

Out to the forest I lurk 
Stepping in on, alert 
I walk 
I talk 
While the birds chirp

Out of this world 
This beauty unfurls 
I impearl 
I uncurl
While I give it a whirl 

Here in blessed nature 
I regain my good posture
No demeanor 
No  intervenor 
Just me and God and his cure 


Mystic Rose 
April 16, 2015

Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: mother, nature,

A Pill Fits the Bill

Mama eagle’s dear chickies were ill,
so she told them to lie very still.
“You just wait here for me,”
she said most tenderly.
Then she flew off to get them a pill.

Baby eagles, like most kids, detest,
taking pillsMom returned to the nest
with dead mice in her bill
which concealed the crushed pill
Doctor Stork had prescribed with good rest!

For John Freeman's
 "Pure Thoughts On Nature Poetry Contest"

Poem Details | by sherif goda |
Categories: beautiful, beauty, nature,

Natural Beauty

The nature surrounds us everywhere
In deep running water or high flying air
So we need not to complain
We have to forget our pain
Let's look at natural beauty and stare

Poem Details | by Duke Beaufort |
Categories: business, funny, life, philosophy,

Lemmings never pay the phone company

"Tree huggers” use AT&T
The human cost catastrophe
On the horizon
Like text from Verizon
Is sent with the speed of 4G
Pollution's still booked at no 
And Earth’s expenses neatly tossed
Off the balance sheet
With a "Sprint" so complete
The effects on nature seem lost 

Yes EPA rules do offend
Those who crave Earth’s wealth without end
They claim to hate debt
But have seen nothing yet
Like phone bills "T-Mobile" might send! 

Author's note:  It seems ironic and strange that debt haters (like tea party supporters, for 
example) and those who are pushing more reliance on fossil fuel and less "subsidy" for 
renewables (Romney/Ryan for example) support the continuation of policies and 
practices that will damage the environment and that will hurt future generations They are 
pushing growth and not pushing conservation I would have more respect for them if 
they talked about the costs as well as the benefits of their plans I wonder if it might just 
be a scam to reward large corporations for the short term and stick it to the rest of us for 
generations That would be nothing new.

Poem Details | by James Marshall Goff |
Categories: inspirational


There once was an eponym maligned
Whose gender was quietly confined
Now away with your fears!
Turn those tears to cheers!
As nature intends your defined!

© All Rights Reserved

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: weather,

Old Mother Nature

Okay, Okay, enough already with this crap Spring can come anytime now, just look at a map It's not the north pole It's taking it's toll Old Mother Nature must be having a nap

Poem Details | by Mystic Rose |
Categories: humorous, universe,

Hikaru The Japanese Wise Man

One foot before the other up the mountain he goes to meet the great wise Hikaru 
"Focus" he mumbled to himself as he puffed and grunted and rose a little higher 
Use you're chi 
Said the wise one's spirit, and the mountain shook and rumbled still he climbed 

Suddenly the air grew chilly as altitude rose, nature called him loud n' loud 
"Focus" he grumbled to himself as he tucked his cheeks a little tighter up he went 
Use you're muscle 
Go now hustle 
Said the wise one's spirit, the mountain snickered, still he rose with great zest 

When he got to the top he piped "what's the secret to the Universe Hikari?"
ainiku chotto osoi ososugiru "unfortunately a bit too late, you poohed!"
Too foul my man
Tis' a pity you ran  
That's oka my friend the secret of the Universe is, "Everybody Poops"  

Now you go down and wash you're undies by the creek 
Mountain say "only clean men without poop can stay" 
Hikari then shat  
right where he sat 
So together they climbed down to the creek and clean up 

The moral of the story is, do not judge others for stinking 
Pooping is a natural body function, it's everybody's thing!!!


July 25, 2015

Poem Details | by jeffry cohan |
Categories: angst, health,

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                          WAVE THE WAVES GOODBYE
there once was a beach in beleze
upon which a girl begged me "please"
so i put my hand
where nature had planned
and that's how i got this disease
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Poem Details | by Duke Beaufort |
Categories: business, death, introspection, satire

A Little Bang

Mother Nature being supreme
Who beckons her violent scream?
Blind men lust for cash
Binding her into ash
The dust of kind Eden’s regime

Poem Details | by Martin Kloess |
Categories: funny, humor, nature, sexy,

What Would You Answer

The couple knew nature alright
When asked what sounds brought them delight
They thought of the things
That gave their heart wings
And said sound of springs late at night

Poem Details | by Renee Kelly |
Categories: life, people

Psychotic Nature Unveiled

Buried deep in psychosis it rotted
All the while it schemed and it plotted
   When faced with the truth
   Its responses uncouth
The nature of it had been spotted

Poem Details | by Verlena S. Walker |
Categories: change, character, for children,


First Tier!
A leprechaun from Ireland
made it to the United States.
She came in spite to 
destroy StPatrick’s Day.
She docked in Massjoined in the Parade.

Second Tier!
She was enriched; her appearance changed quick.
MsAideen Mac Cool wealth was
not known to anyone.
She fight with sticks and 
hit with bricks when someone 
finds her pot of gold.

Third Tier!
She yells, “I am a Limerick; 
a perfect pitch of Irish folklore.
As a Leprechaun, I will kill 
over my pot of gold.”
I am never one to not forewarn.

~I am Ms Aideen McCool!~.
Note: This is a three tier Limerick (also can be considered as a poem) Each is written in a Limerick form, which is Lines One, Two, and Five all rhyme with each other, and Lines Three and Four rhyme with each other More, a  leprechaun is a green theme in which MsAideen Mac Cool wears green (costume and clothing) and loves the color green Her favorite color is green She is a leprechaun All pertains green as they theme to nature colorsThey possess the luck of the Irish for StPatrick's Green Day.
Sponsor: Poet Destroyer A

Name: Any Green Theme (old/new) nature/color (StPatrick's Day poem/limerick)

Motif: Leprechaun

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: humorous,

Limericks Are Meant To Be Funny

Limericks by nature are meant to be funny About big ears, crooked noses that are icky and runny No serious stuff Of that we get enough Need giggles to tickle our tummies © Jack Ellison 2015

Poem Details | by POET. UNDERTAKER |
Categories: humor, universe,

Rosary by Ray

Once there was a man called Mathew Ray
Seems to commune with nature with no gay
Reciting the rosary reverse
To save the laws of universe
Bloody would anyone for such cause spoil a day!

written for the contest "Any poem goes" by Poet Destroyer

Poem Details | by James Fraser |
Categories: fantasy, inspirational, nature, on

Capricorn 1

I'm just a simple Highlander guy With various writes I so love to try From nature to passion Fantasy is my true fashion I thank the Soup to let me apply James 'The Highlander' Fraser

Poem Details | by Tirzah Conway |
Categories: nature, people

Man Vs. Nature

Man versus Nature, who will win?

Almighty nature or man with his sin

Which one will want it more?

Who will settle the score?

Let the colossal battle begin!

~4th Place in the "Human Foible vs Godly Nature" Contest by John Freeman~

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: appreciation,

Nature Programs Get Top Billing

Love nature programs for they're amazing up close filming How do they capture those exploits so thrilling It's beyond my comprehension Surely grabs my attention The cheetah, the fastest land animal at 70 mph gets top billing © Jack Ellison 2015

Poem Details | by Bart Jonas |
Categories: death, funny, loss,

Armageddon over Gentile U.S.of A

As I was driving to work early morn
The Police and Fire fighters were cleaning their horn
in Preparation of a Certain Alert
Evacuation exercises while the Hunks take off their shirt
DUCK AND COVER:The Best of DVD has hit the store
To take you back to the MISSILE CRISIS before
You and Sally will be laughing on the floor
And then..MR CLEAN will wipe the debris off the door
Crime will heed to the Political greed
Mother Nature won't be bothered indeed
The "after-effects" will fade after a few million decade
Deorderent of choice:a Few billion cannisters of RAID
Momma is upset at the current STAGE 2 alert
She didn't have a chance to get ready for work
papa is filling his gut with morning beer
He knows it is wise to drink up while it's here
Turning to the Sports section just one final time
and then the BIG BANG as the Desperatos cross the Line
The children's corpses are still on their bed
Radioactive creepy crawlers have taken them by the head
Mayhem ensues
No more Katie Curic and the 6:30 evening news
Before I die,of Certainty this night..
One last Hurrah
to Hear Eric Clapton play the blues!

Poem Details | by denis bruce |
Categories: humorous,

Age softens

There once was a  Scotch lassie called Sturgeon
Who ,in her youth ,was quite a curmudgeon
But when she took over from Salmond
She found that quite calming
And her better nature started to burgeon.

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: humorous,

About To Launch A Sputnik

When Mother Nature calls it's best to obey Get your ass in there or there'll be hell to pay Especially in public About to launch a Sputnik Must stay near a poop disposal unit all day © Jack Ellison 2015

Poem Details | by Rhoda Monihan |
Categories: creation, nature, old, passion,

The Green of the Flying Scotsman

The Flying Scotsman went from London to Edinburgh, keen, 
And to remind us of security and nature it was painted green, 
I knew, had dinner with one of its drivers
Who said it was one of his best endeavours, 
‘Cos he always knew where he was going and where he’d been

Poem Details | by Terry Hoffman |
Categories: autumn, seasons, winter,

Preparing for Winter

When fall comes a-calling to stay,
then summertime has to make way
for the frost and the cold
and the leaves turning gold,
for that is the natural way.

As the leaves are falling from trees,
the ponds are preparing to freeze;
the squirrels build their nests,
Mother Nature suggests
we should be preparing to sneeze!

Poem Details | by romeo naces |
Categories: life, loss, nature,

Need and Greed

                        If we take from Nature more than what we need,

                                   if its mute agonizing we fail to heed,

                                                           abuse it,

                                                         we'll lose it,

                       soon we'll have to pay with our lives for our greed!

Poem Details | by Robert L. Hinshaw |
Categories: sea

Tempt Not Thy Creator

Titanic unsinkable - guaranteed

     Another example of mankind's greed

          Man dared nature - man lost

               At a most dreadful cost

                    "Tempt not thy Creator" man should heed

Robert LHinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(© All Rights Reserved)

Placed No2 in John Freeman's " Human Foibles vs Godly Nature" Contest - June 2010

Poem Details | by Duke Beaufort |
Categories: faith

Fa, la, la

The forces of nature are odd
So is that why we invent god? 
Our deity’s norm
Seems to be human form
And reflects this silly facade

Poem Details | by Sue Mason |
Categories: funny, introspection, nature,

The Lost Poet

There once was a poet named Sue
Who wanted to write a haiku.
But her Nature was such
She didn't know much,
And was lost as to just what to do.

Poem Details | by ilene bauer |
Categories: me, nature,

My Planters

Each year when the summer is nigh
I drag out my planters and buy
     Some flowers to plant
     But somehow I can't
Make them grow, though I really do try.

I gently tamp down all the soil.
With watering, I am quite loyal.
     While others' plants thrive
     Mine are barely alive;
All my efforts Ma Nature does foil.

Still, just planted they look pretty good.
If they lasted, the way that they should,
     I'd be shocked as they come
     'Cause my never-green thumb
Would have done what I'd hoped that it would.

Poem Details | by Benjamin Wormwood |
Categories: philosophy, science,

Uncertainty Principle

There once was a particle in space 
Who moved at a leisurely pace.
   He measured his speed 
   but Heisenberg didn't heed 
And lost track of his place

If you are not a scientist or science enthusiast, Heisenberg's uncertainty principle is one of those fundamental properties of nature which means that you can measure position or momentum not both! Fortunately, this effect only becomes prominent with very small objects    

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: morning,

A Pain In The Souffle

How come each morning when we greet the day The gunk in our eyes makes us say, “what the hey!” What good is this stuff Enough is enough Sometimes nature is a pain in the soufflé

Poem Details | by cheryl hoffman |
Categories: fire, nature, rain, weather,

The Drought

Too many forest fires along the main,
fire's leaving blackened nature stain,
burning leaves and debris,
flames awry have to flee,
nature once again too deprived of rain.


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: humorous,

Running Its Course Horn Limerick

Running Its Course Horn Limerick

Instead of nature running its course
They found themselves in state of remorse
Ended up eating a terrible dinner
Cooked by sinner who is a beginner
Who never would reveal true source.

Jim Horn

Poem Details | by connie pachecho |
Categories: humor, snow, winter,

snowball wishes

snowball wishes

snowball wishes he grow up to be a snowman
before mother nature shortens his lifespan
come on kids roll me up tall
into three big snow balls
dress shades and hat so i don't catch a suntan

connie pachecho


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: humorous,

Trump Run for President

Trump Run for President

How much money has to be spent
If Trump were to run for President
Will he let nature take her course
And then someone else endorse
First for each sin should repent.

Jim Horn

Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Want Me For

Want Me For

What would God really want me for
Having a Son who He does adore,
And of such a sinful nature I am
Have become down to last gram;
Imagine me in heaven forever more.

Jim Horn