nature poetry
An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
A Flower
It's so hard coming across things in life to love nowadays. It's like feelings that are colorful in all kinds of ways. You find a person and think they will make your life happy "forever" but in all reality will y'all ever really be together? Plant and seed and you'll describe through whatever .... A bush of flowers won't trade on you in any kind of weather 💕 "Take care of a flower, like you take care of the pieces to your heart."
By Indiaindee8 years ago in Poets
Life on Pyroearth
Relationships , struggle , heartache , the never-ending climatic battle through the various terrains of life: Rocky and all , all of us yearning to hold or posses that one true prize that signifies our passion and determination in all its various forms that keep us to strive for what (in our minds) can keep our passionate flames burning bright, here on pyroearth
By Brendan Huff8 years ago in Poets
Sunrise
Swaying in the cool morning breeze, a single tree stands. The tips of its tallest leaves kiss the dimmed blue sky, and the depths of its roots are enclosed by the thick black soil that fills the area. Sprouting from the darkest of that dense ground, a harvest of bright green wild-grass dances to the sound of the wind. The grass, which in itself is detained by a thick forest, is also the protector of its own inmate; the water. Held together on all sides by the grass, dirt, and trees, it may be imprisoned but that water is free. It is free to its depths and it is free to its heights. Free to listen, free to reflect. As the crimson edges of the horizon stain the rich blue of the sky, the free water mirrors it all. Showing both the light and the dark, the water reflects not only the beauty, but the shadows that also arise with the sun.
By Elizabeth Lou8 years ago in Poets
Winter
My face hurts from the cold, but I know it's the price to pay for such beauty, where the specks of frost hug the bony limbs of the normally beautifully clothed trees of months before. Bony and barren too has its own majesty in the right minds and manners. Winter's cold assures you that mankind has the fantastic power of breathing smoke, to show the cold's obvious and nagging presence. Winter may be cold, but it will do much and allow for a lot of hugging and closeness, for the introverted are forced to huddle for temperature. Its holidays also bring great joy and togetherness for all beings. But with all its beauty, it can also be unforgiving. Be warned, the air is hostile, the ground is greased and movement is slowed. If one is not of mind, it can turn you cold as well.
By Jonathan Allberg8 years ago in Poets
Truth/Lies
Crunch crunch you're always hungry, what if that is a sign for you? Ouroboros the snake that eats its own tail. This symbol is within all ancient cultures. What does this symbol mean? The same thing the yin yang symbol represent, wholeness. Any sage would tell you that the Tao can not be understood so in humility we learn to rise?
By Jordan Martinez8 years ago in Poets
