An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
The empty hallways of a mind abused By the elixir of promised hope Have decayed, given way to barren planes of existence
By Silver Daux4 years ago in Poets
yes this is still a mans world but have we not yet learned? there wouldn’t be men without the birth of a girl without women the men would go hungry
By k slam poetry 4 years ago in Poets
Evil souls set in their ways of jealousy, Jealousy I see through the eyes of what’s lovely, Words of hatred, Heated in an outstanding matrix,
By Nova .4 years ago in Poets
Nature's candy is kept in a large glass bowl on the leather table of the dining room. Whenever I hear my stomach yell,
By Talia Devora4 years ago in Poets
It’s strange to me to think that the addition of one leaf is all it takes to shift a fate from commonplace to lucky.
By Katrina J. Ford4 years ago in Poets
The hilltop view amazing Emerald green fields for miles Copses of trees and stonewalls Repeated across the isles . *
By Paul Douglas4 years ago in Poets
I glide, arms outstretched no board, all boogie I've attuned to the rhythm of the waves What is chaos for most becomes the way to freedom
By Gabrielle Neavin4 years ago in Poets
Mixing & matching the tone of nature Wall so green yet not so nature Fly seen as leafy flavor A walk & talk of nature A butterfly found its nurture
By Shilpa Singh4 years ago in Poets
The gale blasts through the dead wooden fingers. The trees, kissed by Jack, now painfully moan Opposing bitterness dark that lingers,
By Min Kreiner4 years ago in Poets
I left the sanctuary in the morning When the sun had yet to rise and the golden ring Of new dreams had yet to come fill my eyes.
I was sitting in the park one day in the shade underneath a tree When I saw this little squirrel come up and sit right next to me
By Tiffany ODell4 years ago in Poets
The state of Tropicana is warm with hints of buttercream mist, diminutive kumquat bushes that scatter along the country fields.
