nature poetry
An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
1, 2, 3...Them and Me!
Along on my journey what do I see , this little trio peaceful and free. Quietly grazing not knowing I’m gazing. I think to myself, this is so serene and just wonderfully amazing ! A precious sight, oh I’m filled with such delight. The moment is ripened with a blissfulness tender which fills my little beating heart with an awesomeness splendor .
By Christina Nicole 4 years ago in Poets
Autumn Falls
Fall may not be my favourite season; as I find it similar to Spring. Both are very wet seasons here on the lower Pacific rim of British Columbia, Canada. The only difference is that the temperatures fall in the autumn and spring upwards following winter. Hence, the names; I do not know? I like the warm temperature of Summer, the ability to cool myself in many ways, along with the many activities of which I can partake. Winters as well are enjoyed because it's easy to seek warmth inside my home or outside by a fire, as long as the damn rain is kept at bay. I like it when it snow. Well, this now all being said, my introduction complete, let me display to you now my ode to Fall.
By Graham Cooke4 years ago in Poets
