An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
Canary no coal mine, lungs shedding the black Make room for my heart, rib cageless no slack Sensitive frequencies guide the sound of my voice
By Molly Simone4 years ago in Poets
Crisp autumn leaves tumble from the trees Swirling in a manic dance applauding life and the sublime and the passing of summer
By Jerrie DeRose4 years ago in Poets
Not with care or carelessness but with natural love and adoration it grows under my feet with songs of praise. Not with heaps of fertilizer
By Alice Eckles4 years ago in Poets
There was a song that kept playing above the sea When the moon was comforting the ones who fell
By Bérengère Balteau4 years ago in Poets
The road of good intentions lead us to this awful place, and the ones that could have saved us failed, they all made plans to save face.
By Jason Ray Morton 4 years ago in Poets
A walk down in memory lane Suddenly you come to mind And I find myself smiling brightly Even if I don’t realize it Until someone tells me
By Isabella Renteria4 years ago in Poets
My beautiful ocean I love you Ocean that disappeared Ocean that is lost I did not see you For a very long time
By Sandra Bongjoh4 years ago in Poets
Water tugs at the sand beneath my feet, Trying to extinguish my rightful land. Withdraw, drag, deposit. Rinse and repeat.
By Daniel Freeman 4 years ago in Poets
Sitting in a tree don't you love me I don't think that you care you were never there when I grow up I want to be a tree
By Whitney Dawson 4 years ago in Poets
The smell of decaying leaves; Like death and rebirth swirling around its wet turf Acorns falling and birds calling, the sound of the river rushing and the leaves rustling
By Alice Pedersen 4 years ago in Poets
There isn't a more comforting place to cry than while walking in the rain * The sky cries with you and the smell of the trees
By Sarah Jane4 years ago in Poets
What is this new world before us? An isle full of noises yet deserted but not a desert. No, the sky cries out to the wind gushing through
By Emma Forsyth4 years ago in Poets
