Through the Eyes of Nature – Tiny Seed Literary Journal

Finding My Way Through

13 Nov 20203 Nov 2020

Photograph by Sumeet Mehta Leading my journey since almost two decades now in Visual Arts major in paintings, but the urge of educating myself with different perspectives of a same…

Nature Poetry…

Driftwood

13 Nov 20209 Nov 2020

We travel long distances after we die. Alive, we grew roots in the place where our seeds sprouted. When still green-maned, we inhaled carbon dioxide, exhaled oxygen for breathing…

Nature Poetry…

The Spark in the Sky

12 Nov 20209 Nov 2020

Soaring through the sky, a falcon with a shimmering eye, shinning sharp claws, large feathery wings, pulled down on the ground it saw a mouse browned. Then it was…

Nature Poetry…

The Breath of Fall

11 Nov 20209 Nov 2020

Eagerly awaiting fall I am the breeze that nudges leaves from maple trees gone flaming red and soon I’m wind with strength to sway the pirouetting pointed leaves…

Through the Eyes of Nature

Best Dressed

10 Nov 20209 Nov 2020

Poem by Becky Falkum Becky Falkum holds a master’s degree in English from the University of St. Thomas, Minnesota and she is a member of the Society…

Purple Skimmer

By Nathaniel Frankland Nathaniel Frankland is a Yorkshireman who now lives in London. A French graduate, he currently plies his trade in the wine industry, but likes to spend much…

Nature Photography…

A warm golden sunset

9 Nov 20206 Nov 2020

Featured image - A Russet Adieu Photographs by Tisha Mendes Tisha Mendes, is an avid traveller since her birth and has travelled the world. She has experienced the fury of…

Nature Poetry…

Hooked Fin

8 Nov 20204 Nov 2020

Twin cranes on the port wall hulked ten stories high. Further out, a barge stubbed the horizon. Ahead of the wind, a skiff crossed the channel with four men…

Nature Poetry…

Area Loon Protests the Excessive Noise Pollution Produced by RVs of Nature-Seeking Tourists

7 Nov 20201 Nov 2020

I could live with the tents. Quiet, refined, polite little things that disturbed nothing, left nothing but a few stake holes stabbed behind. Even pop-ups, for all their…

Nature Poetry…

Cathedral of Bones

6 Nov 20201 Nov 2020

Hidden in the undergrowth Among bluebells galore Lay the carcass of a deer Who lives no more? Eyes, like starlight Reflect the moons gaze As the foxes inquire…

Nature Poetry…

Storm Petrel

5 Nov 202029 Oct 2020

Oh take your pity elsewhere, landlocked stranger, I am still waiting to burn. Yes, I was the soul bird of a dozen drowned sailors, was wave-walker, weathervane, Black…

Nature Photography…

Macro look at the Micro Universe

5 Nov 20205 Nov 2020

Photo by Inaki Sanchez Iñaki Sánchez Ciarrusta is a photographer and storyteller from the Basque Country, Spain. Through his works, Iñaki tries to look at the world…

Through the Eyes of Nature

California Poppies

4 Nov 20202 Nov 2020

Do not ask when we will open, our blooming like tides, cannot be hastened. First, pepper-like seeds proliferate, sprouting lacy tufts for leaves. If we seem as weeds where there…

Eastern Tiger Swallowtail Caterpillar

3 Nov 20203 Nov 2020

Poem by Maggs Vibo - Photograph by Larry D. Tipton Maggs Vibo (she/her) is an artist and veteran from Richmond, VA. Larry D. Tipton (he/him) is a nature photographer from…

Nature Poetry…

BEAR

3 Nov 202029 Oct 2020

Because my belly aches for food and my cubs are crying, and Even the smallest berries are gone, All the food we need nearby, maybe Rangers will let my…

Nature Poetry…

In the Voice of a Cormorant

1 Nov 202024 Oct 2020

Long ago he left me, took another shape, and still they blame me for eating hatchery raised perch and relieving myself on this sinking island of three-legged frogs, oil…

Song of the Amargosa Toad

31 Oct 202027 Oct 2020

I’m just a toad I don’t even croak. I make a bizarre sound Like a shriek That seems to belie my Predicament. I live in one place in the world.…

Through the Eyes of Nature

Tiny Dancer

29 Oct 202027 Oct 2020

Poem by Josephine Pino Josephine Pino is an educator, a poet, a scientist, and hopefully more. She currently lives near Portland, Oregon, but has lived in many places. She…

Nature Flash Fiction…

Mother and Child

29 Oct 202018 Oct 2020

I was born on a spring morning when the leaves were half-sprouted and the frost was still sparkling on the grass. My mother, thirsty with pain and exhaustion, licked it…

Obituary: A Tree

28 Oct 202018 Nov 2020

Her birth was born in scat. A seed that had passed through the inner lining of a grey fox that had gulped her up on accident as he, in turn,…

Through the Eyes of Nature

Subsong

27 Oct 20202 Dec 2020

I called three times across the mountain. I called twice more. I called three times across the mountain and you heard me, from the grass below, when I jumped headlong…