An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
The river waited for me, still as breath, its surface dark as unbroken glass. I bent above it, seeking the spark, the word,
By Rebecca A Hyde Gonzales5 months ago in Poets
At last, the path climbed beyond earth and air. Mountains split to let me pass, clouds opened their silver gates, and I entered the hall where gods should dwell.
It was not fire. It was not voice. It came clothed in wings that cut the air like blades, each feather a shard of light.
I follow the echo, a sound older than sound, thread of breath drawn through the hollow of nothing. The forests hush. The oceans lean closer.
Hands that chill. Rustled Leaves. Paints of colours, wind beats. Flutter. Dance. Last fall.
By Caitlin Charlton5 months ago in Poets
Just as the world tilts forward one night I rise from my rest to the fire's soft light. The flames spring steady their warmth holding near
By Joey Raines5 months ago in Poets
Did you ever see a sunrise born within thunder and rain? I did today. I saw, as day broke through the night. Looking like a battle, the darkness didn’t want to seem to pass for the light to come, but at some point, nonetheless it did.
By 竜鶴5 months ago in Poets
translucent membranes deteriorate, lattice in linen remains K.B. Silver
By K.B. Silver 5 months ago in Poets
Tree's prepare to sleep Colourful compositions Beauty in the fall
By Dylan 5 months ago in Poets
When walking in autumn woods alone or dog-leashed on a sunny day, the unification of the forest yields to individual members,
By Natalie Wilkinson5 months ago in Poets
Little farmers do their best To stay out of the blazing sun Digging channels for the rain Mapping routes for seeds And airy spirits
By Sean A.5 months ago in Poets
I held you, bleeding, joyful and optimistic, 'til the snowy grave.
By Lizzy Rose5 months ago in Poets
