An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
Introduction This is my ninety-fifth piece inspired by Angie Livingstone's magnificent artwork. There was also a suggestion from my Muse and my daughter Juliet, who both love spring and snowdrops.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 7 months ago in Poets
My legs pressed stories into the shoreline from staying longer than I should have. Evening leaned softly against the waves,
By LUNA EDITH7 months ago in Poets
cherry blossom time soak in fleeting spring beauty before they are gone. Note: Cherry blossom viewing is a ritual in Japan. It's called hanami.
By Seema Patel7 months ago in Poets
Feel the sun on your skin How it burns through your flesh And sits in your breath Feel the moon in your mind How it cools through your eyes
By Shequinah Rayanh Nanshanapa7 months ago in Poets
Soft flurries of snow Merging fast on hard moist ground Melt and turn to slush
By Justiss Goode7 months ago in Poets
The sky rains light so dawn is found. Each drop, a promise, a cycle bound. - The shorelines break so rivers run, entwined beneath
By Latisha Jean7 months ago in Poets
This is a "flash" poem that I wrote as part of a writing course I am in. I'm committing myself to sharing more of my work, and I figured why not start with this.
By Karen7 months ago in Poets
There's a saying; There's always a Rainbow after it storms. But what if it never stops storming? You do everything you can to make it stop storming.
By Jen Phillips7 months ago in Poets
I loved you in roaring waves under a bruised gray sky My heart tossed about by restless, furious winds Your soul was never the gentle sea I thought it was
By Bixi Hernandez7 months ago in Poets
I've been such an open book but regrets and "what if"s" and " if I'd only known" still kept in a hidden place tempered by
By Colleen Walters7 months ago in Poets
Rainfall drenches ground Cars fly fast and hydroplane Whoosh when tires land
Rain filled potholed streets Cars quickly swerve and swivel Honk and change lanes fast
