An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
Peanuts scattered on the ground. The trees have no leaves. Moss grows on the logs. *** A field covered in brown leaves.
By Andrea Lawrence4 years ago in Poets
Black squirrels in a forest eating nuts in their hands. Their bushy tails puff up with flakes of snow. They eat their nuts
Due to the rapid increase in COVID numbers, my boys and I decided we would head to the Mooloolaba Beach on the Sunshine Coast today. We figured we would be safer in the outdoors. I would love to share our outing with you.
By Colleen Millsteed 4 years ago in Poets
I hiked a six kilometre trail through the rainforest at Mount Glorious today and would love to share my journey with you. **********************************************************************
The water was running in the bathroom, but there was no one inside the bath. As if she was waiting for the cool water to be warm.
By Smita Sinha4 years ago in Poets
I’m now confusing myself over late fees from a cocoon prematurely entered. Constraint cutting circulation gotta be uncomfortable,
By The Dani Writer4 years ago in Poets
Weeping willow tree How you comfort me When I’ve been gone too long Going places I don’t belong A hundred times a fresh start
By Bridget Vaughn4 years ago in Poets
Flowers come into bloom, so elegant. Sweet aromas fill the cool, spring air. The color of natural day turns bright, The cold and dark vanishes hesitantly.
By Ashtyn Rae4 years ago in Poets
Up in the mountains, where the world seems so calm. The sun glitters down on Earth, and has the incredible power to reach us all.
By Tatsumaki 4 years ago in Poets
Fairy house There’s got to be a fairy house Somewhere in the woods She told me once herself I’d find if I could Now it’s up to me
By Elizabeth Pearl 4 years ago in Poets
Loyalty is fickle; a superficial change will turn the tide with ease; the splintering headache is receding— or is it replaced by aches in other places—
By D4 years ago in Poets
It starts by growing and going fourth, flowing forward. As a seed planted that mite flower and bloom. In a garden Or a seed in a field dropped there by a bird or other animals.
By C S.4 years ago in Poets
