An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
fractured lines of renewal a tectonic shift back to the natural world a reclamation of life pierced by a single ray
By Jonathan Fiero5 years ago in Poets
I open my eyes and to my surprise, under the morning skies a rising swell did appear. As I slept last night waves rolled in my sight
By Natasha5 years ago in Poets
In the stillness of the night Humbled I sit quietly alone Wrapped in a whispering blanket Surrounded with my senses The stillness of the night
By Lewis Stan Jacobs5 years ago in Poets
When Fiori Wilhelmina Wilt, Princess of the Fair-folk was but a wee bulb, the wind Goddess Wisk, forcefully, gales her across the sea-
By Saroyan Coles5 years ago in Poets
A broken tree branch still and resting on the trunk it grew on A thousand shades of green flashing by A gold glow on everything
By Abby Jacobsen5 years ago in Poets
It comes through the trees Towering over branches and leaves Its footsteps being so quiet Because its life is oh so private
By Cathryn Dennison5 years ago in Poets
when I was a boy I didn’t realize a rose could open they always died curled up as if each petal was trying to escape then when they dried
A rash crack of thunder hammers the air with its brutal fist The night sky lit with the fire flash of lightening My heart is witness
By James M. Piehl5 years ago in Poets
Favourite Bonfire Night Let me take you to a time I will forever cherish. A time that stood still as we made lifelong memories. A time to outlive a lifetime. A lifetime to appreciate the time of our lives.
By Akinlade Ayomide5 years ago in Poets
In the beginning there was nothing at all No time and no space that I can recall It all began in what seemed like a bang Vibrations of energy through the cosmos sang
By Jordan Thijssen5 years ago in Poets
Seasons As the seasons change Things become strange But like life Without strife What would be the wander? With nothing to ponder
By Lee Parker5 years ago in Poets
This small collection of simple poems are inspired by, rather than about different parts of the country I have visited over the years. They have been written on location, usually with a nice pint of stout or cider depending on the weather :)
By Stephan A Harris5 years ago in Poets
