nature poetry

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

THAT WOMAN YOU SEE
Take her story at face value; assume what she says is true Judge her and you get drawn towards the door of a bolted heart Pretend and you’ve lost even before you can begin Show – off and there you make another mistake; for she’s never impressed by that stuff
By Silvia4 years ago in Poets
RIVER KINGDOM
The Damsel dons her purple dress, She flies with beauty and finesse, Her wings a filagree delight, In golden skies of dappled light.
By Wendy - Empathic Tigress4 years ago in Poets
Water
When I was little We never went to the beach, Or the lake, Or the river In fact, the very idea that, Anything was larger than the creek behind my house
By Lindsay Stevens4 years ago in Poets
Spring is Sprung
At first, there was darkness. The roundness of my form compressed tight. I can feel the open space above me, but for now, I sit and wait.
By Luke Foster4 years ago in Poets
Nature
As I sat there Staring down the big oak tree in my yard I realized there was beauty in the leaves I realized there was beauty in the trees
By Lorelai Breedlove4 years ago in Poets
Sun shining through pierced eyelids
The sun pierced through her eyelids, as she walked in the golden grains, her feet soothed by the sparkling water, the swift wind wafted past her hair,
By random4 years ago in Poets
Dawn's Early Light (& reprise)
Beachside just before the rise Quiet lest for waves tapping against shore as if to politely shake the city awake Even the gulls respect the hour as they soar noiselessly over the sand and salty dissolve
By Markus Shields4 years ago in Poets
Sizzling Scorpions (RB)
My neighbor lived in Arizona Her name is Ally Jackson I mowed her lawn yesterday She was telling me stories About her days in Arizona
By Robbie Bale4 years ago in Poets
Heaven’s Unison
The starry night had a mystic breeze: cool and refreshing. It was something magical about the misty park trail. Purple and orange filled the sky, giving off a luxurious enchantment, and if you laid in the green and bluish grass, you were sure to fall asleep. They were outside, but the couple oddly enough felt like they were home.
By Anthony Weir 4 years ago in Poets
Twists in the Road
On the journey of our lives, We often balk, At a twist in the road, Though why we know not. ~ Who says a twist is to be feared,
By Shana Marie4 years ago in Poets
Kittens love
Puppies, however hard they try, Will always be sick. Do puppies make you shiver? do they? How happy is the domesticated fawns!
By James Cal4 years ago in Poets
Being underwater
Being underwater is a tranquil sensation, A million bubbles wander to find their fate, A world without discrimination,
By random4 years ago in Poets