nature poetry
An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
The ocean is always calling my name
The ocean is always calling my name I can hear her beautiful whispers in my dreams and she sings to me all day long. The playfulness of her sand under my feet and the tickling of water that gently rolls over my feet. How I adore her and long to be in her comforting arms. To be held by her is like no love I have ever had. Mermaid Musings by Angelina Elliott ππ§ββοΈππ§ββοΈππ§ββοΈππ§ββοΈππ§ββοΈππ§ββοΈππ§ββοΈππ§ββοΈπ Ode to the oceanΒ©οΈ painting by Angelina Elliott
By Antiagingalchemist 6 years ago in Poets











