An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
I love the colors of summer — green, red, blue and golden sun, when everything shines and butterfly’s wonder gnaws and grows till its secret is spun.
By Henrik Hageland3 months ago in Poets
Dear Moon, How are you tonight? Thank you for being our night light! Moon, oh Moon, what do you see When you gaze down upon the earth and me?
By Ava D. 3 months ago in Poets
Sometimes when I notice you I remember how close we are forgotten cities in-between us keeping our loving families apart
By Nat Grace Bonner3 months ago in Poets
I do not like you, moon For you give me the bedtime doom For your very presence, makes me go to bed I am not tired in the end
By Sarah Danaher3 months ago in Poets
The world exhales in silver. Leaves hang half-ruined from their stems, edges crisped like burnt paper, their color fading to the hush of old embers.
By Nina Pierce3 months ago in Poets
All I ask for Is a place to rest my weary head Perhaps upon the natural grass-bed Tree roots forming the frame as Leaves drift down onto me.
By Krystyna Kwiatkowska3 months ago in Poets
Dear Pareidolia in the Moon: As I put pudding to my spoon Sitting on the roof Seeking life’s truth
By Marc OBrien3 months ago in Poets
Tonight, I confess beneath your patient glow. You’ve seen me before walking in silence, pretending that the quiet doesn’t ache.
By Farhan3 months ago in Poets
My Dearest Moon, You who are the light in the darkness, The guide for the stars, The boon of night travelers, The lover of lovers,
By Laura DePace3 months ago in Poets
Beloved Moon, There’s something I’ve been meaning to ask I wonder Do you ever get lonely up there Gazing down Peering
By Erin Wheeler3 months ago in Poets
thin drops becoming heavy and the film, begins to stick the waterways get messy as the its texture becomes thick what was smooth, now lightly crusted
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 months ago in Poets
I turn an open eye to you, . A cold reflection of silver. . Mouth wide, seeking shelter In the eclipse, where motherhood
By Eve Hill3 months ago in Poets
