An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
I hunt the seeker, the restless one who rises in darkness, Who moves through the world with eyes open and heart ablaze, Who follows the call of something essential, something necessary,
By Tim Carmichael3 months ago in Poets
Has there been a time when you were not? How many lifetimes have we waited to be in this moment, longing to be the object of your affection.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 months ago in Poets
Beside the fields, a river gleams, Where I get lost inside my dreams. Its ripples laugh in endless rhyme — Forever flowing,
By Shazzed Hossain Shajal3 months ago in Poets
Introduction This is my seventy-fifth piece inspired by Angie Livingstone's inspirational artwork. I love the beautiful autumnal colours in this work.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 months ago in Poets
In the garden of dawn where the sun takes birth, There blooms a flame on the emerald earth. A hibiscus flower, bold and bright, Waking the morning, kissing the light.
By Hasbanullah3 months ago in Poets
Collapsed Starheart Last night, the sky folded inward like an apology learning its grammar. Somewhere above the roofs,
By Milan Milic3 months ago in Poets
Eli was born on a winter’s breath, A cry that danced with life and death. His mother wept, his father prayed, A fragile soul the world had made.
By Roman B Jr.3 months ago in Poets
A Contemplation Upon Flame's Final Hour When fire forgets its rage and settles low The coals confess what flame would never know
The lunar eclipse was at 3:14 AM this morning. I set my alarm to watch it. You did too, apparently. You posted a story. From your new balcony.
By Arnaud Margiela3 months ago in Poets
New moon tonight. Invisible in the sky. Like you in my life. Technically still there. But I can't see you anymore.
Your forgiveness rises on the morning dove’s wings, the thought, makes my mind sing. Opportunity tunes herself to the sound of winding Grace Way.
By Rowan Finley 3 months ago in Poets
My lovely lady Here I am again & here you are Steadfast Unmoving A beacon of hope & comfort in mourning A light that shines
By Kay Storey3 months ago in Poets
