An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
Glimmer in the frost Holding your hand calms the chill Breathes sun to my soul
By C. H. Richard7 days ago in Poets
dark’s cold grip tightens dormancy feels eternal then the light returns
By Kristen Balyeat7 days ago in Poets
Broken open by storms passing through, soft inside like a weathered tree.
By Eden Row7 days ago in Poets
precarious pose giant boulder tilted still, Ice Age reminder. During the Ice Ages, which was Pleistocene Epoch, massive glaciers covered Lassen Volcanic National Park, California. Glacial erratic is huge rock, left by ancient glaciers. Above is one.
By Seema Patel7 days ago in Poets
not only nectar— butterflies mud-puddling there for mineral need. Yes, not only flower nectar, but butterflies sip minerals from the soil too.
when I hold you close the tundra within me melts like a desert sun
By Daniel K7 days ago in Poets
Candle flames move softly, and lights inside houses try hard to shine through the windows. The fog is very thick. Streetlights look weak,
By John Smith7 days ago in Poets
I've started to understand this whole thing in life! I can't fight it alone, and certainly counselling sessions cannot help.
By 365poetry - "Holy Trinity":::: I Know The Cross, It's The Spirit Of Kharôn Latin Spelling (Charon) Translation "Fierce Brightness"7 days ago in Poets
Where The Poppies Grow Poppies grow the ground keeps quiet, It does not ask who we came for, Red heads bowing beside the water,
By Marie381Uk 7 days ago in Poets
throat sore and screaming bones home, for wandering chills rescue comes, panting
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden7 days ago in Poets
Childlike personality with a wise mentality, Caused from a pain of brutality But the reality is I see beauty in my pain
By Bailey Andrew7 days ago in Poets
The name of dysfunction reeks in my DNA Almost like an asteroid that’s left a mark on my planet but even after decades there’s still something catastrophically beautiful about it,
