Bud's Poetry By Category: Nature And Weather

Nature And Weather

This chapter is about Nature and Weather. Nature because I love being out among birds and out on Aronson Island, and enjoying a nice summer day. It's healing to anyone who understands. Just being out there can give you a calming, wonderful feeling. Peace and solitude, just to sit and listen to the birds, or to watch them.

Weather, because there is so many different kinds. Rain, clouds, snow, and just blue skies and white puffy clouds. A windy day. Whatever the weather is, life still goes on and we have to deal with it.

A Seagull's Flight (2010)

A Snowbow (2004)

A Snowflake Fell (1999)

April's Snow (2016)

Aronson Island (2010)

Autumn Winds (2005)

Autumn's Journey (2014)

Bob, The Great Blue Heron (2012)

Clouds (2010)

Dark Clouds (2004)

Discovering, Everyday (2015)

Fallen Leaves (2005)

I Saw A Dragonfly (2014)

Island Birds (2013)

Lagoon In June (2004)

Life Is Your Classroom (2009)

Mother Nature's Smile (2002)

Nature Walk (2012)

Nature's Magic (2005)

On A Summer Day (2012)

Orange, Yellow, & Red (2019)

Out On The Island (2011)

Snow Was Falling (2009)

Snow Was Falling (2020) different one

Snowado (2024)

Snowy White Owl (2018)

Song Of September (2011)

Spring Like Day (2017)

Springtime Cheer (2006)

Springtime In Da U.P. (2018)

Summer Song (2004)

Sun Shining Down (2003)

Sundog (2017)

The Beautiful Butterfly (2008)

The Beauty (2012)

The Butterfly Garden (2009)

The First Day Of The Dragonfly (2005)

The First Of May (2013)

The Fishing Hole (2014)

The Hummingbird Moth (2018)

The Kitty (2008)

The Little Hopper (2004)

The Monarch (2004)

The Song Of September (2011)

The Sound Of Water (2008)

The Sun (2012)

The Tree (2003)

The Tree (2015) different one

The Whispers Of Nature (2012)

The Window To The Lake (2004)

The Year Of The Dragonflies (2004)

Things With Wings (2006)

Those Blooming Flowers (2003)

To Be A Bird (2006)

Tsunami (2004)

Universal Translator (2015)

Why Take A Picture Of Me? (2017)

A Seagull’s Flight
© By Bud Lemire on March 27, 2010

Gazing out my window in the morning light
I came across a view of a seagull’s flight
He flew in a circle and then up so high
With graceful ease did this gull fly

Oh to have those wings to fly anywhere
With wings so beautiful, taken to air
“It must be great to be a bird”
Is what was said as I overheard

How would we know, never being one
To gaze in wonder, in the morning sun
To see below from a flight so high
They must have good vision in their eye

Then from above so high, they take a dive
To the water and catch a fish that’s still alive
They must see the fish while they are in flight
And quickly they dive to grab a bite

Amazing are the creatures that we live among
We hear their stories in the songs that are sung
The Seagull with those wings to fly anywhere
And my imagination so that I can be there

Thank you God, for the birds and countless other animals,

for they are truly wondrous creatures that live among us.

A Snowbow

If there is a rainbow, why can't there be a snowbow

The beauty of the season, after a good fall of snow

The shades of white, among the trees and ground

The clouds up in the sky, wherever they are found

A snowman in the yard, built by little hands

A snow fort in the backyard, fortified to stand

Icicles hanging from the roof, shining in the sun

The sparkling of the snow, when the day is done

Moonlight on the snow, stars up in the sky

Pack yourself a snowball, watch out for the eye

The snowflakes falling down, on a starry night

The feeling that you feel, gazing upon snowlight

There are so many things, in this wintry season

The beauty of the snow, is the greatest reason

So even though, there's no such thing as a snowbow

It's nice to see the beauty, from a winter's soul

A Snowflake Fell

A snowflake fell, upon my nose

Warming me up, from my head to my toes

It touched me, in a special place

Within my mind, was your smiling face

My heart beat stronger, as it should be

Because you thought enough, to share it with me

And with this love, I passed it around

You don't have to look hard, for it to be found

Among the people, you love the most

Or the spirit within, from a family ghost

A snowflake fell, upon my nose

Warming me up, from my head to my toes

It touched me, in a special place

Within my mind, was your smiling face

It kept me going, when life was tough

Soothing my fears, and it was enough

To let me know, I'll survive this day

Replenishing my courage and strength, as I go on my way

This is an early poem I wrote, before I got

in the routine of writing them regularly

April's Snow

As you gaze upon April's snow

A second winter out your window

The birds have come and they seek food

A little snow shouldn't cause an attitude

Mother Nature is never the same

It's not her that we should blame

Everything is changing these days

Planets are going through a certain phase

The Weather is changing with each passing year

We must take what we get, and enjoy with good cheer

Warmer weather will come, but right now it's turned around

Soon we'll be wearing less clothes, wherever we're found

We never know what the weather will be

Only to wait and then we will see

Enjoy every season, no matter what it is like

It won't be too long, before I'm riding my bike

April's snow may have hit, when we least expected it to

But the snow will melt, and we'll make it through

Keep warm thoughts in mind, summer is on its way

Until that time arrives, just enjoy every day

It's been awhile since we've seen this much snow

at this time of year. Year to year changes, yet we

always get a summer, and we always make the

most of each season. Each season is to be enjoyed

to the fullest. So enjoy!

Aronson Island
© By Bud Lemire on June 10, 2010

A Baltimore Oriole, Rose Breasted Grosbeak, or a Cedar Waxwing
Are on Aronsons Island and you can hear them sing
So much to see if you are aware
A Brown Thrasher and woodpecker are even found there

A Yellow Warbler, Barn & Tree Swallows, and the Killdeer
Beautiful is their song as it comes upon your ear
The Canadian Goose, And the Great Blue Heron can be found
If you listen real closely, you can hear them around

Butterflies can be seen on a warm summer day
When flowers are in bloom and they like to play
A Green Leaper is there, which is a frog
The island is a great place to walk your dog

A bike path leads right to the end
It’s a wonderful place to take a friend
Walk along the shore, take in the scene
On Lake Michigan, where the trees are so green

Escanaba’s Waterfront, what a beautiful sight
I’ve even seen some people flying a kite
People go there to swim, some go to fish
Possibly a walk, or anything else that you wish
You can launch your boat on the island too
There’s so much at the island that you can do

I make it a daily event to go to Aronson Island when the warm weather is here. It brings me peace to see all the wonderful creatures that come there. The beauty there is always found, and the songs of the birds are always around. I try to capture what I can with my camera, but some things must be experienced right on the spot.

Autumn Winds

Late in the Autumn, fierce are the winds

Soon is the time, where Winter begins

Leaves from the street, blow everywhere

While clouds get darker, high in the air

Strong are the winds, as they blow around

Almost lifting me, a little off the ground

Can't go against it, too much force

It's understandable, considering the source

Branches fall from an old tree

But none of them fall on me

Garbage cans are laying in many places

In fields alleys, and other open spaces

Against my window, the wind howls so much

Shaking and rattling, and carrying on such

I'm so happy I weigh as much as I do

If I weighed too little, I'd be blown away too

Autumn's Journey

The leaves are changing on the tree

Autumn leaves fall upon me

Orange and yellow and shades of red

The leaves have fallen and are dead

Through the winter the tree is bare

As the wind blows through the air

See the shape of the tree

It is bare, but oh not me

I put more clothes on in this season

Lower temperatures is the reason

The tree shows us that leaves will die

We call it The Fall, and never ask why

New leaves are born in the Spring

By summer the tree has everything

The leaves are back, the tree is fully dressed

Covered with leaves and looks its best

Just like the leaves that fall and die

Our own lives will pass on by

In the Spring we'll be born once more

When our journey takes us to Heaven's Shore

Just like the leaves on the tree, we too have a cycle

we follow. We die, and are renewed in Heaven and

start all over again.

Bob, The Great Blue Heron

There's a friend of mine that I often see

We call him Bob, but he's much more to me

A Great Blue Heron, who comes to Escanaba each year

If you have a fish to share, he will come near

I didn't name him Bob, someone else called him that

He eats a lot of fish, but he doesn't get fat

I'll find him by the Water Plant, and other places too

And take pictures of him, and all the things he can do

He has a design on his neck, beauty at its best

Sometimes he'll close his eyes and he'll take a rest

People give him fish, but he catches them also

He loves the attention of people who come and go

I get annoyed when people scare him away

A bird like him doesn't show up every day

I defend Bob, because he can not speak

I always watch him, as he moves his beak

Wherever there is fish, you can find him there

I even saw Bob in Wells, he can be anywhere

If you're driving along and see Bob as you pass by

Take time to get closer and get out just to say “hi”

I've been taking pictures of Bob for years now.

I look forward each time he comes back here.

Now and then you'll get people who are not nice to Bob.

But Bob means no harm and he really is a special creature

we share this world with. Bob and I each love fish. Of course

I like mine baked. He eats his raw. Thank you Bob for being our friend!

Clouds
© By Bud Lemire on Sept 13, 2010

I love the clouds of every shape and size
Bringing alive my imagination right before my eyes
Do you see an Angel in that big cloud above?
Or that heart shaped one, it’s a sign of love
As I look at them, no matter where the place
I always count on seeing, somebody’s face

Oh, see that cloud that is shaped like a bunny
With a fluffy tail, now that one sure is funny
Do you see that elephant in that cloud right over there?
With it’s trunk held out, spraying water everywhere
The next one looks just like a dog
Followed by another that looks like a frog

I love the clouds with the sky so blue
I even saw a cloud that looked like you
There’s one that looks like a Clown
And the next one is a face wearing a frown
From the middle, a sunbeam shoots out
Upon the grass it shines all about

Oh how it looks as sunlight is all around
Sunshine naturally all over the ground
It’s like a doorway from Heaven, setting all aglow
We’re never alone, and we should always know
Look skyward and see the clouds passing by
Remember to always… hold your head high

Clouds are so beautiful in so many ways. The shapes, the sunbeams,

the shades, and so much more. What do you see in the clouds?

What do you want to see? Let your imagination run wild.

Let the clouds take shape, just as you let your world take shape.

Go with the flow, and always know, that the beauty you see is all yours,

if only you’re willing to let it be what you see it to be.

Dark Clouds

Dark clouds floating in the sky

With beams of light coming to my eye

Shades of dark and shades of light

A mix of black mixed in with white

Beauty is what comes to mind

Visions of lights and darks that I find

The clouds shaded in such a way

They come alive on this cloudy day

Beams of light come shining through

Out of the darkness to shine for you

Sometimes it can almost seem

As if you’re caught within a dream

Off in a distance, as if through a screen

The rain is falling, upon that scene

While where I am, it is quite dark

Very soon, the clouds will find this mark

Discovering, Every Day

As time seems to pass away

I look quite closely at each day

I look at flowers on the ground

I discover things when they are found

I look at the clouds in the sky

The shapes they behold to the eye

The sunlight shining upon a certain place

The smile it brings to my face

A dragonfly that lands upon a tree

All the things that will ever be

The butterfly that flutters without a sound

As I explore what is all around

The little things that can't be seen

We must take the time to look between

To look at things we might pass by

Like a bird's wings spread in the sky

Exploring nature and the beauty found here

Capturing it in pictures, it all becomes clear

Our busy lives has left us without a clue

Until we explore and see what we hardly knew

I try to take notice of the little things that most

people wouldn't even know was there. I recall

once standing outside while all these people sat

doing their own thing. A butterfly was flying around

them and they didn't even take notice. But what they

did notice was me looking at them. They wondered

what I was looking at. I asked them afterward, if

they had seen the butterfly. I think only one said

they saw it. The rest didn't even take notice. It made

me wonder, just how many people live their lives

without even noticing the little things.

Fallen Leaves

Fallen leaves found on the ground

See them there, they're all around

Trees once full, are now found bare

Falling leaves are happening everywhere

All the colors mixed together

Seen so often in the Autumn weather

Red and yellow, orange and green

Combined to make a beautiful scene

As the trees become empty of the leaves

We see the beauty of what Mother Nature weaves

The trees are preparing for the season ahead

Covering the ground with leaves on the Earth's bed

The children are playing in the leaf piles

You can see the happiness in their smiles

People are raking leaves out to the street

The Fallen Leaves, found beneath our feet

I Saw A Dragonfly

I saw a Dragonfly

As it went flying by

It landed on a branch nearby

Then it flew up very high

It flew low and then around me

Where it went, I couldn't see

It was golden color, this I know

The sunshine gave it a glow

Then a light blue one

Was shining by the sun

It had a shine so bright

Appearing in the sunlight

They were flying everywhere

But none landed in my hair

They seemed to land anywhere

On the sidewalk from mid-air

Dragonflies flying all around

On a branch or on the ground

A dragonfly caught my eye

I'm so glad I saw a Dragonfly

Dragonflies and butterflies are

so wonderful to watch and see.

They always seem to uplift me

with their presence

Island Birds

A sunny day on the island, can be so pleasant

The many birds seen, why even a Pheasant

The Swallows, the Chipping Sparrow, and the Mourning Dove

To my ears what I hear is the song of love

The Hummingbird, Cedar Waxwing, and Chickadee

Are just some of the birds on the Island that I see

The Yellow Warbler, Yellow Rumped Warbler, and the Cowbird

Was that a Baltimore Oriole that I just heard?

The Brown Thrasher, and Scarlet Tanager too

So many birds that will sing for you

The Robin, and the Starling are there

The Seagull and the Tern are in the air

Swans are in the water with the Canadian Geese

In the Yacht Harbor, they come in peace

A Flicker right there in the tree

Over there an Eastern Kingbird I see

A Horned Grebe and Mallard swam by

Then there's Bob, people stop to say “hi”

The American White Pelican often makes a stop

And sometimes an Eagle is seen in the tree top

The Merganser is usually having a bad hair day

Then there is the aggressive Blue Jay

So many birds that you can see

That's why I bring my camera with me

I see them all when I spend time

on Aronson Island, here in Escanaba

Lagoon In June

Fish are jumping in the water like a frog

While the turtles are climbing on the log

Dragonflies of all colors are flying around

As the fish make their splishy splashy sound

Ducks across the water, bathe themselves clean

While I watch them standing, on the grass so green

People would come by, they were out for a walk

Some would take time, to come up to me and talk

There’s some turtles swimming, also in this lagoon

On this hot day, in the month of June

Blackbirds come by for a dip

On the day I took a nature trip

The breeze blowing, feels so nice to me

Trees are in bloom, flowers opening up to see

On this special day, when I got in tune

With the nature in the Lagoon In June

Life Is Your Classroom
© by Bud Lemire on March 10, 2009

Life is your classroom, the earth, the water, and the sun
Tell me what will you have learned, when your time is done
Experience life through nature’s eye
Look closely at the birds in the sky

We can learn so much from the creatures all around
The lessons being taught can be so profound
A kitten looks out a window, taking note on what is seen
Seeing all life moving by, and what’s in between

The clouds, the sunrise, and the sunset
What do you see, and what do you get
Recognizing what is there, appreciating it all
Opening your eyes to see beyond the wall

Opening your heart as well as your mind
Seeing the treasures, that you will find
The trees, the water, the grass that grows
Seeing and feeling whatever touches our souls

You sit in nature’s classroom, what is it you learn
Whatever you take in, and at every turn
Life happens, we can only do our best
It’s not so hard, to pass this awareness test

I find that by experiencing life, enjoying nature,

appreciating others, you can learn so much more.

Value all you learn, and learn from everything you see and know.

Mother Nature's Smile

The fragrance of the lilac, the fragrance of the rose

The good smells of the flowers, that we smell with our nose

The birds that are singing we listen to their song

They fly so high in the sky, and stay up there so long

The beauty of the water, the waves upon the shore

The ripple effect, that changes us forever more

The ground that we walk upon, the earth beneath our feet

The love of every creature, in our lives that we meet

The beauty of the tree, as it stands there proud and tall

And the seasonal changes, when the leaves begin to fall

The snow upon the mountains, the snow upon the ground

The winter scenes of white, wherever they are found

The thunder and lightning, as it lights up the sky

The raindrops that fall upon us, from dark clouds that go by

The foods and plants and flowers, that start out as seeds

The growth in the human spirit, and the path to which it leads

To enjoy and appreciate, everything that surrounds us everyday

And take in the beauty of it, as we go on our way

Take the time from fast paced days, and enjoy life for awhile

Then you will feel the love, of Mother Nature's Smile

Oh yes, I love the beauty of Mother Nature's Smile.

Nature Walk

A walk upon the island, to see what I can see

So many things appear, it's a Nature Walk to me

A Kingfisher, perched up in a tree

Ducks on the shore, spreading wings so free

Seagulls, flying in the air

Nature's wonders are found everywhere

Minks running along the shore

Canadian Geese, and there's so much more

The Great Blue Heron Bob, waiting for a bite

The sun showing beauty, in its amazing light

Clouds in the sky, can be almost anything

Just on a Nature Walk, to see what it'll bring

A dragonfly dancing before my eyes

Several others join in, they come in every size

A butterfly on a flower, that is on the ground

Everywhere I look, Nature's work can be found

The sun shining on the beauty that is there

My camera finger clicking so that I can share

A Nature Walk means everything to me

As I take in the beauty of everything I see

To see and feel Nature's beauty is a great feeling

Nature's Magic

I love the smell of cut grass, after the rain

Flowing through my nostrils, right into my brain

I love a cool wind, when it's a nice breeze

Touching me so gently, as it blows the leaves on the trees

I love to see a chipmunk, scurry across the lawn

And to see the beauty, in a bright pink dawn

To wake up in the morning, and right before my eyes

Is a colorful picture, in the early morning sunrise

To walk along the harbor, and see the Canadian geese

To know that life goes on, and wonders never cease

The beauty of the clouds, way up in the sky

So magical and soul touching, seen before your eye

To hear the birds singing, each a different song

Up in the trees or the air, as you walk along

After a good rainfall, a rainbow's a sight to see

All the colors blended together, in life's mystery

Can you smell the lilac, coming to your nose

Or is it possibly another flower, a ruby red rose

Beauty can be seen, anywhere you go

It's Nature's Magic, to touch upon your soul

On A Summer Day

Nothing makes me feel as good as on a summer day

Warm sun shining down as the birds fly away

Butterflies and dragonflies fly around above

The feel of joy is everywhere, and I feel the love

All the creatures take part in this special day

Every one of them does it in their own way

The birds are singing, branch to branch they go

The butterflies are flying high, some are flying low

The sailboats are sailing, the clouds are rolling by

Up in the air, you can hear the Seagulls cry

People on their way to the Beach for some fun

A beautiful summer day just right for everyone

The Yellow Warbler is singing such a lovely song

A response from his mate, doesn't take too long

The Brown Thrasher is hunting for some food to eat

While the sun is beaming, I sure can feel the heat

A Swan is out on the water, I see it come around

A Robin runs nearby, he is on the ground

I ride over the bridge, and enjoy the island scene

On A Summer Day, everything looks green

I enjoy the beauty of summer and all that is around us

Orange, Yellow, & Red

As the leaves fall upon its Earthly bed

They form the colors of Orange, yellow, and red

Multi-colored leaves upon the ground

A place where Autumn is found

I look for the changing colors everywhere

At certain times, it's just not there

In other places where I am lead

I see plenty of orange, yellow, and red

In some places it is in between

A little yellow mixed in with green

Some places turn red right away

So bright and beautiful on a sunny day

I believe it depends upon the tree

On which color their leaf will be

Some don't change colors at all

Their leaves don't even fall

Some places don't even see this season

Where they are located, is the reason

As the leaves fall upon its Earthly bed

They form the colors of Orange, Yellow, and Red

Those Autumn colors are so beautiful to see. I love it when

the season is at its peak and you can see so many colors

among the trees. But if you don't see them at just the right

time, the rain will come along with the wind and blow the

leaves right off of the tree.

Out On The Island

Out on the island is where I love to be

On a warm summer day I can let my spirit roam free

Listen to the birds as they fly from tree to tree

While the butterflies fly in circles all around me

The dragonflies are dancing in the air

Seagulls fly overhead when I am there

The Brown Thrasher searches for food in the grass

He watches me cautiously as I walk pass

The Yellow Warbler sings a song nearby

I focus in on where he is with my eye

He comes a little closer in curiosity

While my camera zooms in to capture him in the tree

A Kingfisher snacks on a fish that he just caught

Reminds me of the last fish that I bought

It tasted so good, I know how he feels

To have one of those tasty fish meals

I see a sandpiper on a rock as I walk along the shore

And a sailboat on the horizon, who could ask for more

The sun shining down in a certain spot

And swimmers in the water, because it sure is hot

Out on the island is where I love to be

My soul is much happier when it's flowing free

No worries at all, I can just be me

Caught up in the moment with everything I see

Out on Aronson Island is where I love to be. Birds, butterflies, & dragonflies. Frogs! It's just a beautiful place to spend time at. I've been going out there since I was able to walk and even though I miss my childhood days and how they had it before...they did a great job of fixing it up and maintaining it to the way it looks today. I try not to miss a day without going out there to see my friends of nature.

Snow Was Falling
© by Bud Lemire on Nov 29, 2009

Snow was falling to the ground
Upon a face a frown was found
Don’t feel so bad that Winter’s here
It’s not forever so don’t you fear

I know it gets so very cold
And it seems harder when you’re old
The sun will shine again
For you my dear friend

I know the wind is strong
But every season has its song
If you listen you will hear
And you won’t need to shed a tear

I know people who stay active every season
Into sports and are always happy with a reason
Each time of the year brings something new
For me, each year a pleasant surprise comes through

I never know what it’ll be
Until the time it reaches me
Something unexpected, yet so wonderful to receive
Could be anything, and every year I believe

I am blessed to enjoy good in every day
In every season that comes my way
Snow was falling to the ground
Upon my face a smile was found

I am blessed to have such wonderful family and friends,

and people who truly love and care for me. I thank them for

being around in all seasons, through sun, rain, snow,

and so much more. Thank you so very much!

This next one has the same title, but it's not the same one

Snow Was Falling

Snow was falling, in the city

Many thought, it looked pretty

One young woman thought a Snow Angel would be nice

Others knew that following, would be ice

Watch the elderly, so they won't slip

They could easily, break their hip

Ice Skaters love it, and love to skate

Shanty town hoped, they had the right bait

Let's make a snowman, big and tall

And a snow fort, with a big wall

Let's make some tunnels, in the snow

I'm King Of The Hill, and you must go

Memories of going down the hill at the park

Watch that tree, or you'll leave a mark

Those were the days that we recall

As we watch and see all the snow fall

A snowball almost hit me in the face

Good thing I ducked into another place

Oh yes, the days of the snowfall are so pretty

As they fell quietly and peacefully, upon the City

I wrote this as the snow fell. Living in a place

where it snows during the Winter months, can

be enjoyable, but it also comes with more work.

But when you have grown up in such a place.

You come to accept it and enjoy the beauty and

the fun of having it snow. Of course you also

have so many great memories.

Snownado

When the wind blows the snow, in a whirlwind around

It's called a Snownado, a tornado on the winter ground

It blows the snow, all over everywhere

Look out your window, you can see it there

A snow devil that is going around

Blowing snow wherever it's found

When a big gust of wind, blows the snow very strong

It's when we hear old man Winter, singing his song

The newly fallen snow is blowing away

To a new place entirely, where it will stay

Snow layered on top of each pile

That is the way of the Wintry style

Flakes piled up, on top of another one

It keeps on flying, until the Snownado is done

If you stand where it'll blow

You'll get whipped with that snow

So stay warm, and away from the wind that blows

Keep your body warm, even with your red nose

I've seen a snownado out my window.

It was a small one, and I'm sure you've

seen them as well.

Snowy White Owl

It was like any other day

It happened on the fifth of May

I was on the Aronson Island, to the shore

Yet on this day, there so much more

I spotted something, closer to shore

A white head, yet I had to see more

I grabbed my camera, and used the zoom

Not too close, it needed the room

A Snowy White Owl, what a sight to see

It was looking around, and watching me

Its head went almost, all the way around

As it sat there staring, right there on the ground

I tried to get closer, a different angel to get

It took off in flight, but it was Seagulls it met

Back to the shelter of trees it flew

Not far from the lake, that was a pretty blue

I took a video, and more pictures too

A voice inside me said “Bud, it's looking at you”

Since that day, it seemed easy to find

On a boat, a building, and even a Shopko sign

It was a special day for me when I saw the Snowy

White Owl. I was just looking at Owls online, and

thinking, “I would love to get a picture of an owl.”

Well, someone was listening, because there it was,

and I saw. They are amazing creatures, and look so

unreal with they way look and move. I'm so happy

I had the opportunity to see one and capture it with

my camera in pictures and videos.

The Song Of September

As the day moved along

I thought about a September song

Warm days with some cooler nights

Sunrise, sunset, some amazing sights

The end of summer, Fall is on the way

But it's a good season to enjoy every day

The trees start to change color too

And looks beautiful against the sky of blue

The birds sing their last song before heading south

The acorn squash testes good in your mouth

Warmed apple pie topped with vanilla ice cream

Makes for a dessert lovers' dream

A sail boat on the water with a pink sunset scene

While off in the distance the trees are so green

A Brown Thrasher searches for food for its young

While listening to a September Song being sung

So many things you can remember

When you sing the song of September

The weather gets cooler, but still feels so nice.

The leaves start changing colors.

The sunsets and sunrises move into different places.

Nature gets ready for the cooler season as Autumn approaches.

Spring Like Day

It's a Spring like day

Yet it's February I say

Spring is on its way

Before that, snow may come and stay

Mother Nature is such a tease

Father Time is down on his knees

While warmer weather is here

Won't be long, until Spring time cheer

The puddles are so big I know

They came from all the melted snow

Reflections in each water spot

They are in the photos I got

I was over dressed yesterday

When Spring like weather came our way

Ice Shacks, with water on the ice

On this Spring like day, it sure was nice

I think temperature was fifty eight

All I know is, it sure felt great

Even with tennis shoes , I sure got wet

But it was sixty eight photos, that I did get

It was indeed a beautiful Spring like day here

in the Upper Peninsula – Escanaba, Michigan

yesterday. I enjoyed every moment of my walk.

Springtime Cheer

Time is the Spring

Hear the robins sing

The snow's almost all melted away

And longer is the light of day

The return of the Canadian Goose

At the Golf course, they're on the loose

Feel it everywhere

Spring is in the air

Spring's a good sign for every Yooper

Warmer weather is coming, and it's super

The trees get their leaves back

And we have a Spring Fever attack

The white and yellow is replaced by the green

While colorful flowers add to the scene

Bicycle riders prepare for the journey to ride

Hibernators come out to enjoy the outside

A garden planted, a seed is put in

A new season to grow, a new chapter begins

Cherish the beauty this time of year

Take in the pleasure of some Springtime Cheer

Springtime In Da U.P.

Nothing is better, when you listen and hear

Da birds of da U.P., singing their Springtime cheer

Several are coming back, from their migration south

Starting a new family, feeding the little ones by mouth

The ice has melted, and buds are sprouting

A great time to enjoy, a Springtime outing

The little black flies, are flying everywhere

In swarms, they always seem to take over the air

Soon, the grass will be green

Until then, yellow is seen

I love to hear, the birds up in a tree

Their songs, always mean so much to me

Even the squirrels and chipmunks, are scurrying around

And the rabbits, are hopping all over the ground

The Geese and the Ducks, flying here and there

Of course the Seagulls, can be found everywhere

Buds in the trees, some leaves will be green

A great time to enjoy, such a beautiful scene

Springtime is great, when you're in da U.P.

So much beauty, and so very much to see

Springtime in da U.P. Is indeed a wonderful time

of the year. The the start of things changing from

cold to warm. New families starting for the creatures

we share this planet with. The ice is gone, and we see

the blue water. We can shed our coats for something

lighter to wear. Oh yes, I love Springtime in da U.P.

Summer Song

If someone were to ask me, what makes a summer song

I'd say all things on earth, being exactly where they belong

The trees with their leaves, and their branches held so high

The birds flying above, and the clouds up in the sky

The grass so green, standing on the ground

Butterflies in a garden, whenever they are found

A squirrel in a backyard, or climbing up a tree

The sun shining down, is a summer song for me

Blue skies behind white clouds, oh what a sight to see

Waves upon the shore, keeps beckoning to me

Boats upon the water, going off for a cruise

The summer song I'm hearing, there's no way I can lose

Rain pouring down, on a dark and windy day

Lightning flashing with thunder, upon the shades of gray

Splashing through the puddles, raindrops falling down

Pedaling my bicycle, through a Northern Michigan town

Listen to the summer song, nature has a way

To harmonize with all good things, to make a special day

Sun Shining Down

Sun shining down, upon my head

Those who are sleeping, get out of bed

Don't you miss, this beautiful day

Before you know, it's gone away

The flowers and trees, wait for you

The birds take in, an overhead view

The squirrels watch, and see you there

As nature smiles, because they care

The butterflies, fly all around

But they don't make a sound

The bees are buzzing, by their nest

And your spirit, knows what is best

A ladybug lands, and flies again

The touch of a smile, from a friend

Sun shining down, upon my head

I am so happy, I got out of bed

When the sun is shining, it's always

best to get out of bed and enjoy the day

Sundog

Sundog, a rainbow in the sky

Winter's beauty, seen to our eye

On the horizon, you just might see

Something magnificent, I'm sure you'll agree

Parhelion is another word to use

Sundog is the word I'd choose

Who would have thought, on a Winter's day

That we'd see a rainbow, so special in every way

Two sundogs make a halo, I bet that's a sight

I bet it shows up great, in the sun light

You don't often see it, but you never know

When a sundog will most likely show

Sundog? I wonder if it could bark

High above, while I walk through the park

Take another picture, to show your friends

Because it'll disappear, because that is how time ends

Sundog, a rainbow in the sky

Winter's beauty, seen to our eye

I saw a rainbow in the sky on one Winter's day.

I didn't realize it was called a sundog. I was

just happy to see it, no matter what season it was.

Beauty is one thing I look for in many things.

The Beautiful Butterfly

© July 16, 2008 by Bud Lemire

Silently I asked myself, where could they be?
When before my eyes, one zipped in front of me
Later that night on Aronsons Island, I asked once more
And one zipped right by, just like it did before

It danced around and landed on the tree
I grabbed my camera and it didn’t fly from me
The beauty was amazing, as my camera snapped away
But some roller skaters came, and I didn’t think it would stay

One skater brushed it aside, as if it was a pest
But it remained dancing, and I felt I was blessed
To be able to see, and enjoy the beauty of
This Beautiful Butterfly, filled me up with love

Sunset was approaching, darkness soon would be here
I look up in the tree, and the dancing butterfly was near
I silently looked up and gave thanks for the time
For letting me capture the beauty, with the camera of mine

I always look for beauty, in everything I see
Usually I find it, but that could be just me
I put it on my computer, and decide what to do
I print out the very best, to share them all with you

The Beauty

I look upon the beauty, everywhere I go

The colors and the lighting, and what touches the soul

I watch at every angle, to see what I can see

In every direction, and how it effects me

Where is the sun shining, what is the color there

The best that it's hitting, and which ones I can share

I realize every time I'm out there, and I take a shot

The beauty that surrounds me, and everything I got

The trees and their shapes, the clouds up in the sky

Are saying “Pay Attention, and open up your eye”

Capturing it all, is the best that I can do

The beauty that is there, that beholds all that is true

The shapes and the sizes, the distance just as well

All come together, and they have a lot to tell

They speak loudly, if you listen you will hear

Put all things in focus, as they whisper in your ear

What are they saying, do you really know

Listen with your eyes, the beauty they will show

I let my eyes tell me, is this a good shot

I usually delete it, if by chance it's not

But mostly I pick the best ones, that my eyes see

All things I've taken shots of, so you'll see The Beauty

I found that beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

I have taken pictures that many liked, and I never expected that.

I have taken some that I thought many would like, and they didn't.

Beauty is found everywhere, if you have the sight to see what is there.

The Butterfly Garden

In The Butterfly Garden, butterflies come and go

I wonder dear woman, what they really know

Do they know of the love you placed everywhere

As you tended the garden, so they could come there

Oh the beauty they show as they flutter about

Markings so beautiful that I want to cry out

Into a song, I feel I should sing

As I take in each story painted on their wing

The creator of life designed a wonderful creature

With wings of art, what a beautiful feature

I wonder if each wing is the same

Or if each butterfly has a name

All I know is they flutter about with a mind of their own

They resemble each other as if they were a clone

Maybe there's more than what meets the eye

Of the magnificent beauty of the great butterfly

It flies with a flutter, in and out of the garden you made with your love

Fluttering about in a dance of a ritual that takes it above

Oh to dance with you, with your wings opened for me

In The Butterfly Garden with you is the place I long to be

Dedicated to the gardener of the Butterfly Garden,

Linda, who has done a wonderful job with it

The First Day Of The Dragonfly

It is the first day of the dragonfly

First time this year that it flew by

It danced around as I rode along

While on my bicycle I sang a song

"Dragonfly, so mystical and free"

"Dancing in the air, all around me"

"Tell me, what is it that you know"

"That holds my interest as you come and go"

Do you eat other insects in the air

And do you know more than we're aware

So many questions I want to ask

To make this special moment last

"Dragonfly, Dragonfly, flying all around"

"Why is it that you make no sound"

"And if you do, I haven't heard"

"Your language isn't spoken in the human word"

Oh tell me, what do you do at night

When no one sees you in the light

How do you think, what's on your mind

How do you see, and are you blind

"Dragonfly, so mystical and free"

"Dancing in the air, all around me"

"Tell me, what is it that you know"

"That holds my interest as you come and go"

The First Of May

The Yellow Rumped Warbler, and the Merganser Duck

Talk about my happiness, and a photographer's luck

Two Great Blue Herons, Bob's Cousins I presume

On the first of May, maybe Bob will come soon

Swans in the water, enjoying feeding time

While I zoom in, with this camera of mine

A beautiful day, and the first of May

Warmer temperatures are coming closer, every day

The fish flies are out, but they won't stay too long

And soon I will hear, the Yellow Warbler's song

The Robins are already, singing a beautiful tune

I look forward to this month, and the month of June

A Tern flies by, on the shore nearby

It sure has, such a very loud cry

Two Merganser Ducks, with the bad hair day

Dip in the water, they love to play

This May seems colder, than years in the past

But this cool season, won't always last

The sun is out, on this beautiful day

The wind is blowing, on The First of May

It was indeed a wonderful day when I wrote

this poem. I always love it when the birds

return to the area in Spring, and I see so

many appear, hoping to make their summer

a good one here in the Upper Peninsula of

Michigan. Thank God for birds.

*Fish Flies – black gnats(Midges) that fly in swarms during May and some of June

** Bob – the friendly Great Blue Heron that came right up to people for fish

The Fishing Hole

He had a special bobber for his fishing pole

And he used it down at his fishing hole

He was going to catch a good fish

While there he would hope and wish

He would like to catch a fish while there

But if he didn't, he really didn't care

He watched the birds chirping in the tree

And gazed all around at all he could see

A chipmunk running across the grass

He sure was moving so very fast

The line went down, he had a bite

He reeled it in, oh what a sight

It was a good sized perch on his line

And he thought “And it's all mine”

A Kingfisher from a tree took a dive

And caught a fish and it was still alive

The sun was shining, the sky was blue

It was a warm day, with nothing to do

So he decided to grab his fishing pole

And was so glad he went to the Fishing Hole

Sometimes it is more than just fishing,

it's taking in everything around you

The Hummingbird Moth

Right before my eyes, what did I see

It wasn't a Hummingbird, in front of me

I looked again, what could it be

It was a Hummingbird Moth, flying by me

It had a long tongue, tasting the nectar of each flower

I must have watched it, for over an hour

“What an amazing creature,” came to my mind

As I watched its long tongue, start to unwind

Curled up in flight, released in the next flower

As I kept watching, too fast went the hour

I took pictures, from every angle I could

So I could share them with others, as only I would

That long tongue, reminded me of a long straw

In my mind's eye, that is what I saw

It must come in handy, to have a tongue like that

But you'd have to watch your diet, so you wouldn't get fat

I gazed at the Hummingbird Moth, and inside my mind

“It seems in each day, there is so much we can find”

I felt drawn in to the moment, as I watched it fly

So many beautiful creatures, we can see with our eye

I've only seen the Hummingbird Moth twice so far. But I

took many pictures each time. It was amazing to watch

and not scare it away as it went about its search for the

flower with the nectar that would satisfy its appetite.

Young and playful with so much energy
Innocent and new, and so carefree
Exploring this new world with so much zest
Taking it all in and doing his best

Under the furniture, up on the chair
You’ll find this Kitty, everywhere
It won’t stop if there’s more to explore
Expect the unexpected, because you’ll get more

Going through the teething with his little bite
So little yet, that he sure feels light
But he’ll grow to be big, just like at that paw
From the size of it, he’ll grown bigger than his Maw

With his appetite, he’ll stop to eat from his dish
No doubt in time he’ll be thinking of tuna fish
Will he sleep on or under the bed?
Or will he just sleep on the floor instead?

Dreaming of the adventures he’ll have as a cat
Exploring this world, wherever he’s at
Letting out a roar, but a meow is heard
He spots a creature with wings, it’s a bird

“So much to learn, so much to know”
“But I’ll learn what I can as I grow”
“These two-legged creatures have no paws like me”
“But the love they give, is the best it can be”

The Little Hopper

As I was gazing out the window

Much to my surprise

There came a mini toad hopping

In front of my very eyes

Now maybe this is normal

If it happened to you

But I longed to see a toad

Before this season was through

I said a silent prayer

Deep within my soul

And there before my very eyes

Was a little hopping toad

It was on the concrete

Hopping over to the grass

Just the little hopper

Not moving very fast

It seems so very often

Our prayers are answered true

Connections of all souls with us

Just like the Little Hopper too

The Monarch

I see a Monarch butterfly every day

It flies quite close and then flies away

When this happens, it warms my heart

To know that nature is playing its part

The Monarch, so beautiful are its wings

Painted and so colorful, all that nature brings

Mother Nature paints the butterflies with her touch

Everyone should appreciate, just how very much

Everything plays it part, the flower and the tree

And I take the time, to enjoy all it means to me

It's like a magic garden, from something in a dream

Not to be taken for granted, it's more than it seems

The beauty of it all, seen before my eyes

Warms my heart and soul, a very pleasant surprise

As I see the Monarch every day

It flies very close, and then flies away

The Song Of September

As the day moved along

I thought about a September song

Warm days with some cooler nights

Sunrise, sunset, some amazing sights

The end of summer, Fall is on the way

But it's a good season to enjoy every day

The trees start to change color too

And looks beautiful against the sky of blue

The birds sing their last song before heading south

The acorn squash tastes good in your mouth

Warmed apple pie topped with vanilla ice cream

Makes for a dessert lovers' dream

A sail boat on the water with a pink sunset scene

While off in the distance the trees are so green

A Brown Thrasher searches for food for its young

While listening to a September Song being sung

So many things you can remember

When you sing the song of September

The weather gets cool, but still feels so nice.

The leaves start changing colors. The sunsets

and sunrises move into different places. Nature

gets ready for the cooler season as Autumn

approaches.

Something about the sound of water that does something to me
Peaceful and relaxing, bringing me tranquility
An oar in the water, paddling the boat away
Brings a soothing feeling within my soul every day

Water being poured into a glass is a sound I like
Waves hitting the rocks as I pass by on my bike
In the bath, as we move around in the tub
A sound as comforting as a back rub

The sound a dishcloth makes in the water in the sink
It does something to me, at least that’s what I think
The way some toilets flush, is a special sound
You can find the sounds of water, all around

Pour a glass of water and tell me what you hear
When you Listen closely, water, so crystal clear
Something for the soul, water’s good for you
So take a drink today, it’s the healthy thing to do

Appreciate the sounds around you, appreciate Water for all the good things it does for you. So many people in some places have a hard time getting water. We are fortunate to get it and enjoy it in every part of our day as we do. So, Have a drink

The Sun

I always smile at the sun

It's really great for everyone

It rises at the start of the day

And shines its light in every way

It warms the air with its light

Until it sets and it becomes night

I find for some it may be too hot

But being a photographer, I can take a great shot

I look for where the sun will be

And look around at everything I see

I'm always amazed at what the sun will show

Upon the land, both high and low

To realize what it would be like without the sun

Total darkness wouldn't be good for anyone

The sun has a way of lifting the soul

Making us more complete, making us whole

The sun can change the way we feel

It's rays gives hope and helps to heal

I recommend to all to get out and enjoy the sun

Because it's not just for me, but for everyone

A sunny warm day, butterflies all around, dragonflies flying as well,

People bicycling, lovers walking hand in hand in the park, boats sailing,

people fishing, people swimming, and so much more on a day with the sun

The Tree

Beautiful and majestic, there stands the tree

Branches outstretched, for all the world to see

Noble and proud, of its roots and standing tall

Leaves changing colors, in the season of the Fall

Flowers that are blossoming, in the springtime

Green is the color of the spruce, and of the pine

The weeping willow, with its branches hanging low

All the evergreens, with their emerald glow

The poplars, with leaves the shapes of the heart

The citrus, that has that wonderful citrus tart

The Apple, Cherry, Plum, sure are very sweet

The edible nuts of the beech, some find good to eat

The palm, that holds the coconut and the date

The sweet syrup of the maple, tastes good to the palate

The cone bearing firs, the timber of the oaks too

The fragrance of the cedars, has a spell on you

The great sequoia, with its redwood big and tall

Watch out where you're standing, if this giant should fall

Nothing is quite as lovely, as the elements of The Tree

With its branches reaching out, just for you and me

This next poem is not the same one you just read

The Tree

Nobody knows, the heart of the tree

So we should pass by, and let it be

It shelters us from the rain

The tree comforts us in pain

The leaves blow, the wind pushes through

It's like they are dancing, so beautiful too

Look at the trunk, look at the bark

And their silhouettes, long after it's dark

So much beauty, can be seen in a tree

Touching the heart in you, of all nature can be

Trees in a beautiful scene

Branches spread and in between

Beautiful tree, with your branches held high

I admire your beauty, as I walk by

Your shape from every angle, is beautiful in all

And you're at your peak, when your leaves fall

I see you, everywhere I go

I take in the beauty, and I know

In everything, and all things I see

I'm thankful for the presence, of The Tree

What would we do without the beauty of the

Tree. I know I am greatly thankful for their

presence. For I love seeing trees at our Park,

and out on the Island, and all around this city.

The Whispers Of Nature

I walk in silence as the birds fly around

The butterflies flutter and land on the ground

The whispers of nature are calling to me

So calming to the soul, a feeling so free

A chipmunk runs towards me and then scurries away

A Yellow Warbler appears, which makes my day

There up above sits a blackbird in a tree

It looks around and then down at me

A butterfly follows me wherever I go

I wonder what does a butterfly know

What are birds saying in their language I heard

It sounds really nice, but I can't understand a word

The sun shining down on this moment in time

Nature comes alive, which is a wonderful sign

Whispers are heard of all things that will be

Beauty is seen in the shape of the tree

You'll see the flowers and the colors they show

And you'll feel a warmth of an inner glow

Walk into nature, quietly if you can

You'll feel a connection of a much greater plan

The feeling is so wonderful to be with nature

and watching all the creatures as they go about their day

The Window To The Lake

There’s a window to the lake

Where there’s a view that I take

The life of nature, that’s found there

A scene rewarding, when I stare

Canadian geese and the red winged blackbird

And many others, from what I heard

The squirrels playing, in the grass

Chipmunks look in at me, as they go pass

The sun is shining, down upon this scene

Of sailboats in the distance, and grass so green

The seagulls fly in, to this place

So many creatures, make it their base

The branches of the tree hang low

And gives this view an inner glow

A beautiful scene is what I see

When looking out the window before me

I took care of Matt. Arlene was his wife.

They had a really nice view out back on Lake Shore Drive.

That is what inspired me to write this poem.

The Year Of The Dragonflies

It's the year of the Dragonflies

They pass in front of my eyes

Right down the sidewalk, they're following me

There's more lately, than I ever did see

They seemed to be waiting for me, as I rode my bike

As I arrive at where they were, they take off in flight

They would then dance, dance in the air

As if to let me know, of their presence there

I found it amazing, as I rode along

I counted many, as I sang my song

All along the sidewalk, they awaited me

They would then take off, for me to see

It seemed they may have, had something to say

And it was in only the Dragonfly way

I wondered if they were in touch with each other

Communicating about me coming, with one another

I'm sure it must be, the year of the Dragonflies

Dancing in the air, before my very eyes

Things With Wings

It’s everyday that I see things with wings

Birds and butterflies, all the pretty things

Dragonflies, and the bumblebees

Planes flying overhead, is what one sees

Bugs with wings of every size

That fly right into my eyes

Causing me to be temporarily blind

Things with wings is what I find

Butterflies, so colorful are their wings

And the birds, and the songs they sing

Spread their wings, and see them fly

Gliding above, so low, so high

I once saw something, I never saw before

A blackbird chasing a butterfly, and more

Two hummingbirds in a mating dance

So amazing to see, if you get the chance

Our airborne friends are nice to see

And other creatures too, mean the world to me

What would we do without them here

Those Blooming Flowers

It's been a long rainy winter, and I really long

For those blooming flowers, and birds that sing their song

To see all the daisies, and the daffodils

And those dandelions, that cover all the hills

To see the rhododendrons, and the upcoming crocus

Brings me closer to nature, when I'm out of focus

The tulips and the lilies, beauty for our eyes

And to see the fluttering, of the butterflies

The azalea and the hyacinth, for our eyes to see

Not to be neglected, by the buzzing bumblebee

It sure does make me happy, to see the flowers in the Spring

Makes me whistle a happy tune, makes my heart sing

The iris and the pansies, and the primrose

Smells of flowers in the air, right before our nose

The geraniums, the lilacs, oh what a smell

They got me dancing, puts me in a spell

The petunias, the fox gloves, and the forget-me-nots

And all those blooming flowers, in the flower pots

Queen Anne's Lace, the oxeye daisies, and the fireweed

All share in nature's beauty, that started from a seed

What a special presence, that's given to us all

A bouquet of flowers, to keep us standing tall

To Be A Bird

Spreading my wings, flying high and free

Carry me away to my destiny

A worm for you and one for me

A bird's eye view makes it easy to see

Let's take a rest

Here upon the nest

And sing a happy song of cheer

Thankful for what we have here

Ruffled feathers, spirit be calm and in control

Float upon the air, light as the soul

High among the clouds

Far above the crowds

Gliding on a gentle breeze

Wings moving with such ease

On a solo flight

No flock in sight

To be here in the air

Without a worry or a care

You can't find a word

Of how it feels to be a bird

I always wondered as I

watched, how it feels to

be spreading their wings

and flying off in the air.

Tsunami

Over on the ocean's floor, what can it be

People run for cover, it's the tsunami

Did a volcano erupt, or an earthquake spring

You just never know, what the elements will bring

Huge waves hitting the coast

Damaging things you love the most

Something's awaken on the ocean bed

Those who know, have already fled

Japanese in origin, but can happen anywhere

Guaranteed to give, everyone quite a scare

East coast, west coast, look out!

It travels the ocean's route

Oh, can't you see

It's the tsunami!

Run! Run!! Run!!!

Until it is done

Universal Translator

As I walked and listened to the birds

I wished that I could understand their words

Just to know what they had to say

As I listened to them every day

Listening to a song that they sing

To me it's a wonderful feeling they bring

Just like all the other creatures too

What if we understood what they say and do

Like a show I use to watch on TV

A Universal Translator was the key

Each planet they went to, their language known

Came to us in English, every word and tone

What if we had one to use on the birds

And other creatures to understand their words

The words we say would translate too

They would understand words from you

Just think how well we'd get along

If we understood the words to their song

Just thinking how well it would be to sit

down and talk to a bird in a tree and have

him/her understand me, and be able to

understand what it was saying.

Why Take A Picture Of Me?

“Why take a picture of me?” said The Butterfly

Because you are so beautiful to the eye

“But I am just a Butterfly, nothing more”

Your wings are paintings, and you soar

“Why take a picture of me?” a Rabbit asked of me

Because it's your beauty, that I see

“But I am just a Rabbit, nothing more”

When you are hopping, it's too beautiful to ignore

“Why take a picture of me?” a Robin asked of me

Because I love your song, and beauty is mine to see

“But I am just a Robin, it's all I have ever been”

I know, but you are so very special, my friend

“Why take a picture of me, said the Sun at Sunset

It was at Sunrise, that we had first met

It's because of your colors, and your light

The beauty we see, when we take in your sight

As two Teenage skateboarders, roll on by

They ask the question of why

“Why take a picture of us?”

All I ask is for your parents trust

For I see beauty in each human being

That beauty is worth being seen

Every now and then I get some nasty feedback

on my photos. A recent one was that I took a

picture of their son and his girlfriend, who were

skateboarding down the sidewalk. There was

nothing wrong with it. Yet the Mother felt uneasy

that I had taken it and shown it on Facebook.

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