An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
In order to understand you must start where it all began A drop of water like a comet in the ocean Distilled the sea with unparalleled motion
By Shalløw4 years ago in Poets
We planted in twos Tiger lilies and hellebores; hydrangeas With blossoms like confetti, beads Of snapdragon, lavender, and
By Andrew Forrest Baker4 years ago in Poets
We escape to the beauty that we are, only to rediscover the old wound We are garish and scared but we have hope the sun will heal our rotting flesh
By Rebecca Ridsdale4 years ago in Poets
This is a poem for my Muse, vaguely stimulated by the giant statues in Tolkein’s “Lord of the Rings”, Pink Floyd’s “The Endless River” (hence The Title) and a little marine mysticism.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 4 years ago in Poets
The trash bag spent all Spring Disentangling itself from the Winter Melt. Its handles fluttered like eyelids Its crinkly lungs heaved and lifted
By Ann Wilthew4 years ago in Poets
La Reina de Noche; Queen of the night Flowering kin, she's my sister of might Born of darkness, meaning good things don't last
By Marilyn Glover4 years ago in Poets
April is here For I love the sound of water That crashes to the ground Creating a song from mellow precessions Upon hitting my windows
By Mistello4 years ago in Poets
Brown bricks seemed nearly crumbling into ash, smoke spilled on white clouds like ink. You live in a bleak vanilla world, but an impasse
By Keren Venkaya Poliah4 years ago in Poets
I forgot that to write poetry, they don't always have to rhyme | I forgot that to write poetry, I need to unburden my mind
By Thavien Yliaster4 years ago in Poets
Hopelessly Drifting (Cheltenham Beach) Sifting soft pearly sand grains through long, spindly fingertips Seagulls shrieking, soaring, diving; children running, smiling, giggling
By Vicky Keenan4 years ago in Poets
Treachery in the shadow, to his complete dismay, Woe to the betrayer, with treachery to betray, With treachery from the traitor, with treachery to relay,
By Jordan Zuniga4 years ago in Poets
Dunes, endless dunes Sand stretches infinitely in all directions Travelers must be wary, for to be lost is to die The wind blows at their backs, stinging sand flying into eyes
By Shayde4 years ago in Poets
