An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
Behold the royal hue that graces the earth, A color that embodies majesty and worth. In gardens, violets bloom with gentle grace,
By LaRae Pynasa day ago in Poets
In Florida's embrace, where palm trees sway, The sun spills gold at the break of day, Waves whisper secrets on sandy shores.
Have you ever seen the east arctic wind blaze through The ground an ocean floor, waves of frozen vapor slithering Ice snaking between thrice-covered stones and knee-high foliage
By Oneg In The Arctica day ago in Poets
Why do you think you know all the information!? Don't you see I'm trying to change the world! Don't you see that I want people to know things, scary things!?
By 365poetry - "Holy Trinity":::: I Know The Cross, It's The Spirit Of Kharôn Latin Spelling (Charon) Translation "Fierce Brightness"2 days ago in Poets
Introduction This is my eighty-ninth piece inspired by Angie Livingstone's magnificent artwork. This is An Ekphrastic Espinela
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 days ago in Poets
Did there once exist a moment when I couldn't hear a sound When all things in life were silent and archangels flew around.
By Simon Aylward2 days ago in Poets
Ages passed before friction edits the future... Odds of death decrease
By Lamar Wiggins2 days ago in Poets
dew-laced spiderweb my heart sings delirious— stunning pearl necklace. On my morning walk in foggy mornings, I come across dew-dropped spiderwebs, and it makes me so happy.
By Seema Patel2 days ago in Poets
It was late summer— dry winds blowing. Chaparral shrubs caught fire, flames billowing, smoke filling the valley, the sky turning perilous.
kept like a snow globe safe and warm as the snow falls under grandma’s quilt
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 days ago in Poets
As I Got Older As I got older, the cold learned my name, it followed me through bare trees and shortened days, settled into my bones like it had always lived there,
By Marie381Uk 3 days ago in Poets
cocooned, i greet the gelid wind—there—met by light i'm shedding layers
By Kristen Balyeat3 days ago in Poets
