Song of the Pines is currently the number one new release in poetry about nature on Amazon Kindle. If you want to see what all the hype is about with my new collection of poetry I invite you to pre-order today!
Here is an excerpt from “An Autumn Sonnet”:
“From wrathful skies, the sheets of rain descend,
A torrent fierce that shakes the trembling vale,
A golden leaf, torn free, begins its end,
And dances wild within the storm’s harsh gale.”
Here is another preview of what you will find in Song of the Pines. If you enjoy my work make sure to share and like to get the word out about Song of the Pines.
Through the veil of silent night,
A chorus breaks with tender glee,
The robins sing to morning’s light,
Their voices weave sweet harmony.
In dawn’s embrace, they flit and dart,
With wings that dance on breezes cool,
Their song, a flame within the heart,
Ignites the day with vernal rule.
Beneath the boughs of ancient trees,
Where shadows fade and colors bloom,
They call in tones that ride the breeze,
Dispelling traces of the gloom.
Each note ascends, a joyful plea,
As if to coax the sun’s first ray,
Their anthem, wild and ever free,
Proclaims the birth of newborn day.
From hill to vale, their music flows,
A river carved of melody,
It wakes the meadow’s soft repose,
And stirs the soul’s eternity.
The mountains, old as time’s own breath,
Stand witness to their ageless rite,
Their song defies the chill of death,
And bathes the world in golden light.
No mortal choir could match their art,
Nor rival nature’s boundless grace,
For robins sing with fearless heart,
To paint the dawn on heaven’s face.
Through misty air, their voices soar,
A symphony that knows no end,
They bid the sun to rise once more,
And broken hearts to softly mend.
Through fleeting clouds, purple and amber gleam,
A cooling breeze dispels the humid haze,
The trees sway soft, and flowers bend in dream,
As twilight weaves its radiant, wondrous blaze.
The clouds drift on, the sun begins to sink,
Its hues would stir the painter’s heart to awe,
A canvas vast, where colors blend and link,
Outshines the art that mortal hands can draw.
Lavender, orange, pink, and yellow blend,
A spectacle of heaven’s sacred art,
Its whispers bid the seeking soul attend,
And find in sky the wisdom of the heart.
Find this poem and so many more in Song of the Pines. Releasing August 1st, available for pre-order on Kindle today.
The rolling hills to valleys sweep,
Where ravens call through snow’s soft veil,
The lake reflects God’s winter deep,
His radiant grace in light’s travail.In peace divine, His mercy flows,
Where hope in Christ’s great love is found,
Through mighty works, His glory grows,
If eyes of faith see joy abound.
An excerpt from Song of the Pines. Pre-order is available today Song of the Pines
The sun through lonesome pine does stream, Its rays imbue a truth supreme, The waves, as old as time, do sing, A song where deep sublimity clings.
Of love and beauty, tales unfold, Sweet strains of old, yet never cold, Their gentle notes, though firm, not bold, Enchant the heart with joys untold.
The bay’s old churn, with ache profound, Each quake reveals a truth unbound, Its flowing tides make earth resound, In nature’s pulse, her truths are found.
As day to night’s embrace does turn, And fruit bats rise where moonbeams burn, The waves in silver light still yearn, To dance beneath the stars that churn.
They speak of hopes and dreams unseen, Of all that lies in life’s vast sheen, In nature’s dream, forever green, The waves weave truths through time’s serene.
Song of the Pines
The rising sun’s first glint does gleam, To light the amber sky’s soft dream, Its heavenly glory briefly glows, And pierces hearts with beauty’s prose.
Along the mountain pass I tread, Where time slows down, by wonder led, Nature’s grand Mass in light unfolds, The river gleams with radiant gold.
This holy moment, swift to fade, Outshines the tempests’ dark crusade, With providential force it calls, To march where grace forever falls.
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Here’s a glimpse into what you can expect from Song of the Pines:
“Beneath the pines, the world exhales,
A chorus soft where sunlight trails.
Each needle hums, each shadow sways,
A song of life through endless days.”
Song of the Pines is more than a collection of poems—it’s a love letter to the wilderness. James Vespoli, a poet with a deep affinity for the natural world, crafts verses that capture the timeless beauty of pine forests. From the soft creak of branches in the wind to the golden glow of sunlight filtering through needles, each poem feels like a walk through an enchanted woodland. Whether you’re a lifelong nature lover or simply seeking solace in words, this book offers a sanctuary of reflection and wonder.
Drawing inspiration from the likes of Mary Oliver and John Clare, Vespoli’s poetry blends vivid imagery with emotional depth. His work resonates with the modern ecopoetry movement, offering both celebration and contemplation of humanity’s relationship with the environment. If you’re moved by the quiet power of a forest or the urgent call to protect our planet, Song of the Pines will speak to your heart. Pre-order on Kindle today!
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