An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
Trees shiver with different colors, As it dances to the rain , heat and cold; While it gives it's last run to say farewell to Summer;
By Erica Williams4 months ago in Poets
Autumn leaves shower like gold, like rainbows, Tumbling from skies that burn soft with farewell. They drift on the breath of a world in between -
By Zakari Runge4 months ago in Poets
To the Moon, Who Never Leaves by Dawn Dear Moon, You wear your phases like wisdom— never rushed, never ashamed of being less than full.
By Alexandria Hypatia4 months ago in Poets
Hands, open, close, trembling over the soil of myself, fingers brushing the ribs that shield the heart, fingers tracing the curve of what keeps me alive,
By Taylor Ward4 months ago in Poets
The sun leans low, a tired king, Cloaked in crimson, whispering. The sky, a canvas brushed in flame, Writes in silence its fleeting name.
By Saqib Ullah4 months ago in Poets
The woods hold their breath under low sun. My boots press the moss as if the earth might remember my weight. The air coils around my chest, tight and damp,
The morning should break with a golden flame, But the sun hides weakly, too tired to claim. A gray veil hangs where the heavens belong,
I remember stepping outside last winter when the streets had gone silent. Snow was falling in slow spirals, catching the light like it wanted to linger. The kind of night where even the loudest heart finds a way to breathe softer.
By MAGIC4 months ago in Poets
I came upon a trembling light, though whether by dream or recollection I cannot tell. It lingered where shadow wove itself to silence,
Turn over a leaf, one sees… The underbelly, damp and full of life. __ As it dries, discoveries are made; the wind blows,
By Kristine Milewski4 months ago in Poets
I can’t get used to the sunlight Cause it hurts my eyes I know they say I’ll be all right But I can’t stop crying If there was a pill to get over
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden4 months ago in Poets
Silver tides unfold, crickets hum in dusk’s embrace, stars blink soft replies.
By Printique Studios4 months ago in Poets
