An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
-Small village No city busyness Off Interstate 40 National Road Green Ohio. -Vendor tents Goods galore Food trucks abound
By Julie Achterman4 years ago in Poets
There I sat in darkness on my car port roof, the half moon's dim glow unveiling hazy silhouettes of the vast wilderness ahead. The sky, clear and cloudless, sprinkled with multi-colored specks like paint flicked on empty canvas.
By Mari Mendez4 years ago in Poets
home is where my heart expands my breathing deepens and my shoulders drop as I walk beneath a canopy of green
By Brandi Johnson4 years ago in Poets
Staring down a crossroads My own voice, calmer A home frequency creates Space An amber-ed aroma Almost rooted lifts me into: Space
By Aote Alpine 4 years ago in Poets
I. Dear Nivå Bugt, At the sculpture garden, The figures, grown On a green lawn— The clouds part, and the ceaseless
By Steve Hanson4 years ago in Poets
Seafoam swirling around my toes Sea breeze tickling my nose Every step closer I take, The sand hugs my feet It is the saltwater that I greet
By Teresa McCray 4 years ago in Poets
Roses are, just as I see them. A no hold barred, just to bleed them, of their beauty. Crying tears in the night they’re dewy. Hoping for their chance to bloom. Suffocating in the shadows, they never get the room.
By Abel Garcia4 years ago in Poets
There is a place In my mind’s eye Where there’s no distance Between You and I Who I am and Who I was, at birth
By Rani Attwood4 years ago in Poets
Nevermind, the moon whispered sailing away along the pine-studded ridge as bioluminescent sluglike insects bejewel the forest floor
By William Bradley4 years ago in Poets
Home… can it be a place my heart has never known? Landscapes of a world painted in uneven tones, peaks and valleys yet to be explored
By Kelsey Miklovic4 years ago in Poets
Lightning crashes as the sky cries. There I am sitting watching from my window Pain shoots through my leg. SATURN! His nail scratches through a tear in my jeans
By Lau Lau Mayson4 years ago in Poets
The sunlight caresses my skin Warmly Gently The sun's kisses soothe me to sleep My wayward soul finally in repose The fresh and cool mountain breeze
By Katie O'Shea4 years ago in Poets
