nature poetry
An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
A Letter to My Dear Friend, Winter
Dear Winter, You’ve ice-kissed the magical outdoors of Summer, passing arctic winds from your lips to hers, killing anything that thrived. Luminous plants no longer flourish, the large and brilliantly blue waters no longer dance from the wind, but instead, rest trapped beneath a blanket of glacier. True, your presence is only welcomed for a few months, but for that short time, you cause more damage than good. And for that reason, I declare my independence from you.
By Monica Yolich7 years ago in Poets
The Ocean
Staring out at the sea during a hurricane, the angry waves pulling out what feels miles away from me, and chasing back to frisk around my feet, I can understand the advent of fantastic mythology. The sea foam shudders in the cool wind as a salt driven rain pelts its face. The army of jellyfish displaced on the shore, clear and firm, is barely visible but very tactile. The waves rise and peak, forming green and white tunnels, lucent like glass against the churning clouds. Looking at all these things, unable to find words, I understand how four thousand years ago, the only possible explanation for the unadulterated beauty before me could have been celestial. I walk through the foam, Venus gracing my mind.
By Baylee Browning7 years ago in Poets
Patterns of Me
I seek refuge in light and look for god in the mesmerizing patterns of the carpet only to find out I'm looking for myself in there. I shapeshift from a beast to a tree, to a rock, to a soul, just to wander around the aspects of what one might call "life". I talk to the wind and to the moon, so I can learn how as a human, I can bring their words into action.
By Mystik Serpent7 years ago in Poets
