nature poetry

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

Ocean
The waves they crash upon the shore, I love the sound they make A place to ease a troubled mind, in that there’s no mistake
By Vicki Lucas6 years ago in Poets
Evening Rain
When the first rain hits in mid-April, My soul prepares itself not for powerful tempests, But rather for pure delight.
By Mihaela Vasileva6 years ago in Poets
Simple Kite
Sitting down looking at the clock, fighting past the writers block, thinking of a theme good enough to write, into my head pops a simple kite,
By Jenni Lodge6 years ago in Poets
SUSIE SQUIRREL
SUSIE SQUIRREL Oh Mrs Susie squirrel , hiding up amongst the leaves Won’t you come and play with me, pretty pretty please
By Vicki Lucas6 years ago in Poets
The Truth of Bees
The CV2 2-Day Poem Contest, is an annual event put on by the Winnipeg-based journal, Contemporary Verse 2. A list of 10 words, often made up of archaic ones, is released on the specified Friday in April, precisely at 12am-midnight, from which point you have 48 hours to create a poem containing each word, in the form given by the contest organizers.
By Christina Perry6 years ago in Poets
Bumble Dave
I made a little friend today, His name was Bumble Dave He fell into a paddling pool, but was very very brave His little life had truly flashed, right through his little mind
By Vicki Lucas6 years ago in Poets
Serenity
Amidst the clouds, Or, ensuring that my imagination flows with the waves of the oceans, I come quickly to realize that
By Mihaela Vasileva6 years ago in Poets
Calling the Bear
Yesterday evening three swift knocks sounded at the door of my apartment. I opened it expecting the faces of my downstairs neighbors —
By Kelli Lynn Grey6 years ago in Poets
Dear World
Dear World, are you okay; because there is a thousand things I want to ask you everyday. Like, what happend to your trees, your blue skies, and your seas.
By Maisam Almrabat6 years ago in Poets
Perspective in the Sky
Fairytales told me that clouds are like pillows. Big fluffy cotton balls that somehow warp and fly through the sky. They create familiar pictures for me to imagine about.
By Madison McGuire6 years ago in Poets
Cat and Mouse
From Robert Lee Brewer's blog, Poetic Asides, "For today's prompt, write a trap poem." Cat and Mouse Really, it's the perfect setup
By Christina Perry6 years ago in Poets
Cactus
The first time I saw a cactus Plant I was Only three And in that tender Naive age The thorny bristles looked
By Aarushi Shetty6 years ago in Poets