nature poetry

An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.

An Ode to Your Galaxy
Oh my dear, sweet child of the universe. Remember that you are made up of the cosmos - of the stardust and the elemental wonders of the night sky.
By Simone Nehme4 years ago in Poets
When The Light Falls
As the light falls and the sky becomes gray the world transforms. The world we walk in reflects the sky. The day slows and we match the rhythm.
By Renee Fesser4 years ago in Poets
Emotive Poems and Weather Poems
Thirst Thirst is the colour dull grey stained with beige Thirst tastes like dry parchment Thirst feels like a migraine Thirst smells like scorched sand
By Eva4 years ago in Poets
Couplet Poem
I went for a walk and I saw a hawk Out by the massive farm With it's surprising charm I sat in a little nook. By the little stony brook.
By Eva4 years ago in Poets
Tree Roots
Tree Roots I aimlessly stroll through the woods, the branches snapping a beautiful melody beneath my feet. I find that although in a physical sense, I feel quite lost,
By Annie Edwards 4 years ago in Poets
The Poems of Oryhun: Yggdrasil pt 3
With the frosty life Brewing above. Yggdrasil, Mother Nature Continues to overcome. With the Earth slowly returning To its' track around the sun.
By Mark Shaw4 years ago in Poets
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful....
The first rain drop on skin, beautiful. The first day of monsoon, beautiful. This beginning is so beautiful. *
By Manthan4 years ago in Poets
Run of the River Army
A vibrant colored soldier treks upon his trail, to reach his destination shrouded in memories veil. He took the path once a long time ago,
By Toby Heward4 years ago in Poets
True Nature
True Nature By: Jonathan Hinternish Some people are afraid. But it isn’t of what you would think. It’s not being afraid of being shot, or stabbed, Or by what they believe.
By Jonathan Hinternish4 years ago in Poets
The Autumn Queen
The forest looks eerie and dead I’m hesitant to wander inside, Ghostly trees with pale trunks Leaves disappearing to hide.
By Colleen Millsteed 4 years ago in Poets
Of Nature & Man
Try to penetrate with our limited means the secrets of nature and you will find that, behind all the discernible concatenations, there remains something subtle, intangible and inexplicable. Veneration for this force [that is] beyond anything we can comprehend is my religion. To that extent, I am, in point of fact, religious. Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better. -Albert Einstein
By Sarah Faith Ethridge4 years ago in Poets
July is the season of the unknown.
Uff, that hotness, Eww, that confinement, Everything is doing chip chip, awo, those rashes. These are the color of nature,
By Kamran Mehmood 4 years ago in Poets