nature poetry

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

In the Fox’s Den
What a teeny, tiny rabbit with such little rabbit feet. They’re swift, nimble, and always running, but they’ll never outrun me. Oh, little baby bunny, with such dainty, fluffy ears. What are you doing all alone with no one close to hear? Innocent little cony, you are so fragile and so frail, with a precious little nose and a delightful little tail. You sit twiddling your little whiskers, never spotting these green eyes glow. You are not yet knowing, all the reasons to hide and lie low. I snicker and I sneer as you hop idly by. I swoop out and follow ever so stealthy and so sly.
By Julianna Blackburn7 years ago in Poets
Vastness
When I close my eyes I picture that there’s this vastness ahead of me That’s painted by how the ocean meets the sea And it’s quite the piece of art if I may say.
By Amber Nasers7 years ago in Poets
At Last
In hues of vibrant viridian,Joy dances before my eyes,Reaching out with spindly branches,S p r e a d i n g its leaves towards endless skies.
By N. DeBoni7 years ago in Poets
Milky Skies
Milky skies and Milky Way Stars that shape our ancient past The moon advises when to harvest And comets that come and go
By Phillip Cruz7 years ago in Poets
Drive
Walking down the staircase On their way to work Two Lovers in the same place With with delightful morning smirks Stepping in the truck
By G.M. Kidder7 years ago in Poets
That One
Sitting for hours Sweat glistening upon my face Tired and weary Waiting for that one bite Rocking steadily on the boat Moving up and down with the small swells
By Phillip Cruz7 years ago in Poets
Winter
Winter snow falling down Snowflakes ice as cold One touched a dog and another touched a kid Fire roaring in the red house
By Katerina James7 years ago in Poets
Water Before Land
To start I'd like to take a few minutes to say that our world is so consumed into the technologies we have now, and we seem to be forgetting about the natural beauty of our home, often forgetting to take a step back, and enjoy what we have. That being said, I'd like to remind you to do just that. Take a step back, open your eyes, take a breath, enjoy the smells, sounds, and tastes of our world. Life's too short, so open your heart, make some memories, explore, and maybe learn something along the way. I hope you all enjoy.
By Foster KittenGaming7 years ago in Poets
Through the Stars
Just a writer deep in thought Looking at the breeze of my window When the moon and the sun used to talk Now staring there with eyes wide open
By La Mariana7 years ago in Poets
Snowing
Snow is the quiet one. You see it fall And hear the wetness of the streets. But snow itself Is silence. What was once all colors
By Hilary Miminguaquay7 years ago in Poets
Sacred Ground
Cathedral-like, the tall pines stand Like sentinels, guarding those within the circle. The smell of pine wafts by my nose
By Hilary Miminguaquay7 years ago in Poets
Poison
my colors are vibrant, my smile is true softness and welcoming exuded like the inviting petals of a flower that look too pure and too true
By Leigh Victoria Phan, MS, MFA7 years ago in Poets