An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
If ever looking for a rainbow, on the isle of play and dreams Refer to this here guide, dear friend As often as you like or need.
By V. Florrié 5 years ago in Poets
I just got here, so I’m green So they say and so I’ve seen Don’t know much about the scene It’s not easy...as you know
Pattern hues run down these plastic beads Purple, green, yellow, and round they go I run my fingers down each sphere To count the blessings I might obtain
By Tessa Cervantes-Roth5 years ago in Poets
My grey matter twists, reforms. New neural connections, synapses firing an absurdist dreamscape. My hands are a poem, pink and bruised.
By Blaise 5 years ago in Poets
I am green, as my mud-loving debris coated, mahogany legs dilute the wind I am red, as my feet contort to the familiar curve of the track,
By Amari Singleton5 years ago in Poets
YELLOW It’s like that; you think of it and there it is, Yellow. Everywhere. Sun, gold, dandelion. I see it everywhere.
By lakshmi aysola5 years ago in Poets
The soft gleaming white of the winter snow is fading, a farmer's time for rest comes to a halt for shaping. Sharpening and greasing his tools he begins singing praising the Lord, for in the spring not much color is for the seeing.
By Danyel Fields5 years ago in Poets
Blue is my favourite colour It’s the colour of deep seas and still lakes Of cloudless skies - inky at night - Of tiny flowers and indigo dye.
By Alison Victoria Shepherd5 years ago in Poets
I’ve always hated it — on the ruffled peasant skirts my mother wore, stained onto the heavy desks of unimportant men. In nature it holds the quiet hummings
By Alana Benson5 years ago in Poets
There was a day Not oh so long ago That I found my color Walking the road Gravel rolled and tumbled Beneath my feet The journey had begun
By Timothy Joseph Lutz5 years ago in Poets
‘Light up the Sky’ By: Lauren DeSouza, MS, LPC Light up the blue sky, with passion and wit. Be the essence of love and spirit and allow your soul to soar beyond the mountains and lakes.
By Lauren DeSouza 5 years ago in Poets
when you breach the forest when you embrace the trees your energy will realign stop and listen to the bees stop look listen and feel
By mike palmer5 years ago in Poets
