An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
I want to go where the lands are low And it always smells like rain. I want to go where the soft winds blow And the past can live again.
By Emma Laurens4 years ago in Poets
The rain is a beautiful occurrence Falling from seemingly nowhere Out of the sky, onto the ground Hitting houses, plants, animals and people Nourishing the ground and making everything green.
By Sydney Carlino4 years ago in Poets
Here I have laughed, Here I have sung. From here I’ve run, Away and back. On my return, First sight the Tay,
By Jessica Dyer4 years ago in Poets
I. Dear Estes, If it had been an old man with a white beard, voice of rust, skin tanned by wind, eyes catacombs where hide
By Steve Hanson4 years ago in Poets
Isolation never spoke with clearer tones Then when firelight walked across the groundwater Under crystal chambers, like the very furnace
A house is just a word is just a word to me. Add kind people, furry friends, comfortable belongings, my best friend and loving partner for life
By Lisa Brasher4 years ago in Poets
Home is not a house, it’s a place. Sometime home is overtaken by unattended grass and snakes. Walls have fallen and windows are broken.
By Vinny B4 years ago in Poets
My visions are constantly Laced up, wound in each other They are served with a warm cup of Earl Grey On the side of a mountain
By Kenzie Mackin4 years ago in Poets
Barbed wire, rusty thorns of the prairie rose, stretching between fence posts that lean against the horizon, pitstops for tumbleweeds on their journey down an endless dusty road.
By Hugo Lasalle4 years ago in Poets
There’s a place in my heart where wild bees hive their honey sweetens an oak’s swollen belly There’s a place in my heart
By Jessica Knight4 years ago in Poets
My place of safety is not in a building Nor is it in my home My place of safely is endless and runs for miles along the shore.
By Sandra Jeanette Bradley4 years ago in Poets
Home Within the Earth The place that I call home Is within the Earth I roam Where I have freedom to choose All of my own earthly views
By Lauren Wood4 years ago in Poets
