nature poetry

An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.

Jellyfish Blues
A punctured jellyfish rises anew, A Death come to visit cousins swimming. A white and purple umbrella abloom, So startling, we found ourselves running.
By Ariana GonBon5 years ago in Poets
The Day You Came Into My Life
A sunny July day pervades my mind-- Your squeaky little dumpling body round Your pink tongue cool like watermelon rind Pure notes of love and whimpers swirl in sound.
By Fabled Philonoist5 years ago in Poets
Mitten Summer Day
I stretch my arms to thee sky, bright is thee early morning. Things to do and people to see, not me on this wonderful lavish day. Smell of camp fire coffee in the air, grabbing thee cup from thee pack. Cannot wait for a taste a mouthful of thee sweet richness I shall receive. Thee water seems as smooth as silk. Beautiful is thee colors shimmering off it's skin. Two boats four men best friends in thee wilderness again. Fresh air good talks good buds getting away from it all thee stresses, thee business, all of the above. Four friends doing things like when we were young. Out on thee lake all day catching our grub. Scoping out all thee places to explore. Wet lines good times and memories to die for. A mitten summer day is what we come to enjoy.
By Danyel Fields5 years ago in Poets
Working All Summer
When sun decides to grace this hemisphere, You're not the only one that comes to life. Suppose a steady buzz should greet your ear,
By TheSpinstress 5 years ago in Poets
Clement Coercion
How quickly from warm earth do flowers spring? As by the clement air my skin coerced- Enchanted by the sunlight called to sing,
By Samantha Joy5 years ago in Poets
My Mother's Garden
In your element, you are the garden, crouched down and seated in the far end. With a smile, I watch you as you dig, jazz in movement, as your hands do a jig-
By Angelita Hampton5 years ago in Poets
Synchronicity in the Smokey Mountains
In the deepening dusk and haze and grey, Surrounded by forest and cricket song. Moonshine seeping through woods along my way
By Aaron Kemnitz5 years ago in Poets
Summer Fairytale
What golden pink and lovely skies do sunsets make before my eyes? What lush of green that smells so fresh is drifting in through doors of mesh?
By Angelita Hampton5 years ago in Poets
The Burt Farm
the Burt Farm is so lovely and grand with all of its lush green land and beautiful ponds full of trout and things slowly spilling into crystal clear springs
By Kimberly Paulus5 years ago in Poets
Instinct
There's a lifeBehind a hidden door, That can't be found in the daylight Where faces fade and masks glow. It's in the bottom of an ocean
By Katrina Thornley5 years ago in Poets
Have you ever seen the fireflies dance?
“Have you ever seen the fireflies dance?” No; but I’ve seen them held in mason jars Pixels on screens, glitters, scenes of romance
By Rachel M.J5 years ago in Poets
Covid’s Summer
Last year’s summer was an insult to summers, But a feather on Covid’s cap to have made a season as proud as summer, The laughing stock of seasonal jokes,
By Nneka Anieze5 years ago in Poets