An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
Have you ever watched snow fall? Have you ever looked into the halo of light Around a lamp post At the snowflakes swarming around it
By Marissa Barnier5 years ago in Poets
1. Purple Coconut County (a front page pick on Allpoetry) Wisteria grass, jasmine pine flowers weed that is not sage. Midnight violet pillows, hyacinth stars,
By Talia Devora5 years ago in Poets
"Tree in the Yard" On a mesa, up river, not far... There it stood, between green field and yard. Clad in bark of silver like a star,
By Jack Drake5 years ago in Poets
Fifteen hands and three, a beautiful bay. Bred from the best lines, to stay the race. Only to fail and fall on his face.
By J.B. Miller5 years ago in Poets
Another day introduces itself to me Its life so brief yet so profound Don’t know how many more days I will get to see...
By Larry Gunter5 years ago in Poets
The black, rough volcanic sand, The vivid, sharp coral under our Volleys, Our blue and yellow lilos on a hot day. Our Dad, in the blue, green water,
By Emma Datson5 years ago in Poets
Clouds cry the tears Of Earths recycled And polluted water, That dot my kitchen window In a kaleidoscopic pattern. And I am reminded,
By Tessa Glasgow 5 years ago in Poets
On these green banks, where falls too soon The shade of Autumn's afternoon, The south wind blowing soft and sweet,
By Raj Karki5 years ago in Poets
Our furry little friends who are so easily entertained Distant cousins of the majestic tiger The whole world around them is fun & exciting
By Jonathan Mirau5 years ago in Poets
The blue sky White clouds floating The breeze is gentle A rose tree blooms in the wind Her branches sway with the wind
By Prince Longley5 years ago in Poets
Awakening the sleeping wind lady The boundless wind and moon Reading the decree of the coming of spring All things are budding and reviving
By Donnao Phillipsp5 years ago in Poets
You are an awkward butterfly Disguised as a modest moth. Drawn to my bright emanations; Amidst multiple incarnations. You began in the larval
By Celeste Barbier5 years ago in Poets
