The Beauty Of Nature

Nature poetry written prior to the twentieth century always described nature as a place of beauty and contentment.

Today the view of nature is entirely different. We live in a world where man destroys more than he builds; where it is more acceptable to throw down rather than pick up.
Our once pristine world is quickly disappearing. I write nature poetry as I see it today or as it may be seen in the future. The two poems I include here are such. Neither is the way nature should be, sadly they are as nature is, or soon will be portrayed. My hope for the future, I pray, I am mistaken.