An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
It’s hard to blind when you aren’t made of the sun. Born brown, before I knew what brown was, I soon found out, learned what I could be.
By Andrew Calis5 years ago in Poets
I’ve sat in the burn of hate and pain Sacred fire, eternal flame I bring the rain to the rainbow of sunny I am filled and nurtured by the nectar of honey
By Brooklyn5 years ago in Poets
a river flies swiftly off my eyes but I'm here and the wind is humid all I see is the waterfall off rocks my river is constant
By Cory Buchanan5 years ago in Poets
I am green, for I am spring From trees that awake, to the sparkle of the lake I rise from the ground, as cover all around
By Saundra Amos Cornett5 years ago in Poets
This moment is blue, is white and is blinding, Here we lie with the millions of grass blades rushing to reach the blue globe surrounding the earth – they are green and sparkling
By Emmy B5 years ago in Poets
Bark like and towering—But no tree, a grotesque metal parody of nature. A bird that decided to rest here, might get a shocking
By Katie L. Oswald (BookDragon)5 years ago in Poets
The majestic song of colours that dance on the Australian land. My heart is pumping capturing it with camera in hand.
By Lucy Seddon-Brown5 years ago in Poets
What makes me unique, It’s hard to think, I go blank, like I’m taking a blink. Fevered passion, like the color of love
By Fernando5 years ago in Poets
I am Green I am green I am greed I am power I am a lie to be seen I am green I am envy I am hatred I am unworthy of love.
By Geralene S5 years ago in Poets
Sitting in a lawn chair can be lonely if you don’t open your ears to the conversation that the blades of grass are having with each other.
By Rhys Gilkenson5 years ago in Poets
My water nature celebrates immersion in aquamarine blue Where I could swim forever in tune with beauty So gentle and pure without thought
By Don Lax5 years ago in Poets
"My old friend, here we are Did you care? Still feeling like an energetic hare, After the pen we abused Used it to write
By Md Feroz5 years ago in Poets
