An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
Strolling into day, To just meet yellow Allows one to say “You’re a friend, hello.” Sunflowers do their Dance in the light breeze
By Skyler Saunders5 years ago in Poets
It’s the small town in me The wheat-brown tint of my hair That hints at the carefree liberty of country living But paints no pastoral landscapes
By S5 years ago in Poets
Green Was the color my aura Said hello To my eye lids Closed Green like the spring Breathing Pulsing Pushing
By Jennifer Sakarian5 years ago in Poets
BLUE I NEED BLUE I sit on a blue chair. Peeling paint reveals, multicolored layer of past owners. I am blue, color of sadness.
By Susan Britton5 years ago in Poets
The rainy season came. She brought a dark black clouds with her. The thunderous black thunder rose loudly. Then came a shower of rain.
By Md Feroz5 years ago in Poets
ORANGE DAWN All the birds wait this morning, heads under wings, hoping the sky is only a dream. It has become a flower the size of the cosmos,
By Ari Gold5 years ago in Poets
Call me weed tree. Call me invasive. It’s true I took over the side of this Loess hill. I’m one of 35. I multiply. I crowd. I grow through
By Genevieve N. Williams5 years ago in Poets
GALLOPING HIGH, IT’S A WARRIOR S PRIDE….AN UNCHANGING PATRIOTISM…. A TRUE LOVERS SOUL, PIERCING THE WALLS OF HATRED AND THE VICIOUS SOCIETY…..
By kunga chonyi5 years ago in Poets
Like clockwork, the leaves will turn from green to red and back again. But, what exactly is the point? What is the purpose of it all?
By Christopher Hantman5 years ago in Poets
Go to the very edge of things, To where the day cedes To night, as the sun Slips behind a line That exists only between
By Nico Kos Earle5 years ago in Poets
The forests were to look for me, Find me if you can, It will help to seek for kindness stemming from another’s hand.
By Kendra Beth Hinde5 years ago in Poets
The grass is green where the roosters crow. Golden bales row by row. In the summer days or white of snow, the children here learn to grow.
By D. Wisekal5 years ago in Poets
