nature poetry
An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
Journey
Upon the road less traveled, I set my sight, A journey beckons, in the morning light. With each step forward, a story unfurls,
Grace In Bloom
The rain has passed, the earth's reborn, With tender shoots that greet the morn The sun, with golden warmth and light,
The Summit
So there’s A mountain Tall and lush With trees and flowers Blooming down below But at the top Just one tree Stands alone
Colleen WaltersPublished about 5 hours ago in PoetsHarboring Happiness - Day 3
Today in harboring happiness, I wear a baggy, sage green t-shirt with the printwork of an iguana riding a bicycle. I smile at the silliness of it all.
Sam Eliza GreenPublished about 10 hours ago in PoetsThe World Is His Oyster
He stands listening to the breeze whisper its secrets upon his ears, In tune to the musical whistle of history re-writing today,
Colleen MillsteedPublished about 11 hours ago in PoetsCosmos
Three bodies floating through reality Circling around a center None dare enter For if any one has full control All falls apart
Atomic HistorianPublished about 11 hours ago in PoetsThunder
Closing my eyes for slumber. I was slowly going under. Then came the thunder... Electricity was soaring off the charts.
Zakari RungePublished about 14 hours ago in PoetsYes, But Only With You
In my dream, we claim the lonesome shady oval of the dandelion field and lounge on a blanket whose only sentiment is that we are both impressed by its color.
Sam Eliza GreenPublished about 14 hours ago in PoetsA Few Haiku
Whether rain or snow I am like a postwoman. I am on the go! ~ My honey and I
Denise E LindquistPublished about 15 hours ago in PoetsIn the Details
Beauty all around Wherever you look, it’s found He loves to astound
Colleen WaltersPublished about 15 hours ago in PoetsMango In Summer
In summer's hug, the mango rules, A brilliant sphere of pleasantness, a delicious dream. Underneath the verdant shade, it flourishes,
My Dearest Thunderstorms
My Dearest Thunderstorms, Oh, how you electrify my world! Your arrival is like a clandestine affair between the heavens and the earth. When your dark clouds gather, I feel a thrill in the air, a promise of something wild and untamed.
Sarah SegrawskiPublished about 16 hours ago in Poets