nature poetry

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

Gnyala
The creatures of the light lead such structured lifestyles. That is at least the observation of us night dwellers. Sharing a brief moment with our daylight counterparts, you know when the sun kisses the horizon.
By Mishca Johnson4 years ago in Poets
Springtime
After the vitriol of winters Grey After the sleepy, icy fray There comes a swirling burst of energy Flowers, tree song, warm winds heave
By Amanda Pays4 years ago in Poets
Spirit of the Night
The lone wolf's cry to the moon, echoes through the darkness, she moves along silently as the wind gently carries her, no one sees her as she wanders beneath the moonlight, her hair dark as the night sky, her eyes bright as shimmering stars, and her skin gleams like moonlight. She is comforted by the shadows in the night, and she hunts along side a pack of wild wolves. She wanders the Earth from dusk till dawn, guiding souls away from the Land of the Lost, she accepts the cover of darkness, for she is the Spirit of the Night.
By Mercedes Chavez4 years ago in Poets
Dreameaters
The eyes of the shadows blaze as the gaps between Aged trunks writhe with an uncomfortable narcissism That draws my gaze away from the crown of night,
By Silver Daux4 years ago in Poets
It’s getting cold outside
It's getting cold outside, so is my heart, my blood memories and thoughts, that kept me warm, are freezing me now. the whiskey on my breath,
By Prashant Kadamkod4 years ago in Poets
Welcoming Branches
Walking on a path lined with trees But one stands out as you pass its leaves It welcomes you closer with a branch laid out
By Jewels4 years ago in Poets
Hidden- a Poem of Hope
Remnants of dying snow hide beneath barren trees As gray bamboo leaves cling to their stalks And rustle in a light breeze.
By Blaine Coleman4 years ago in Poets
Rain On a Summer Day
The air cools, the leaves of the trees lift And flutter in the rising wind. The clouded sky casts no shadows But gives the light an almost luminous clarity.
By Blaine Coleman4 years ago in Poets
Dark and Damp and Dreary
Dark and damp and dreary The cloud-cast sky in gray Signs of winter nearing The leaves from branches stray This shortest of all days
By Bob Metivier4 years ago in Poets
Hello...
When I say hello to peace, I say goodbye to all the despondency of purpose. Those moments of never-ending labor are finally over. Today I vow to say farewell to long days and sleepless nights, to annoying alarm clocks, coffee, and a bagel workday kind of day. Smudged eyeliner or lipstick smears will no longer ruin me. Today I choose life and life more abundantly. So, au revoir to agitated uneasy moments that leave me restless. Today is a good day that starts with great jeans and a reestablished resolution. So hello world, Hi Universe this is me clothed in another lifetime...
By Hi Universe...4 years ago in Poets
The Hidden Barn’s Secret
Behind the oak tree, over the hill, A quaint little barn appears at peace and still. Yet in the barn, there’s a story untold
By Jaya4 years ago in Poets
That Sound
There's a sound that I found, but I couldn't see what was making it. It sounds like it's from another world, I didn't underground how it was taking me, through the roots, up the trees, this sound had me feeling free.
By Joseph Julian 4 years ago in Poets