An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
The Death Watch Beetle It starts in silence, barely there a single tick within the stair or in the beam above the bed a sound that stirs the sleeping dead
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
metamorphosis wings drying, no one watching today, unugly
By Tina D. Lopez8 months ago in Poets
Little bird is back Some cold bread helps him survive His eyes say 'thank you.'
By Susan Fourtané 8 months ago in Poets
Silky soft blossoms Wafting in a fragrant breeze My nostrils distend
By Andrew C McDonald8 months ago in Poets
𝕀 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕖 𝕦𝕡 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕕 𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕤 𝕀 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕔𝕖.
By Colleen Walters8 months ago in Poets
It is that time and you don't have to rhyme Poem a Day in February or PaDiF, as January is over for another year Please join us for fun, no tear
By Denise E Lindquist8 months ago in Poets
The Day Snow Leopard Died She lay in the drift, breath gone quiet. No blood, no struggle, just still. Her eyes held the slope
Introduction This is my ninety-first piece inspired by Angie Livingstone's magnificent artwork. This is A Terzanelle Our book, "The Art Of The Glittering Fox", is now available on Amazon throughout the world.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 8 months ago in Poets
a leap taken diving right into it mixed up in the middle falling through soft mist simmering on the edge of hard-boiled and devilish
By ⸘jason alan‽8 months ago in Poets
So… You wanna feel cold to the bone? Well you’ve come to the right place! This brief instructional will teach anyone At ANY skill level
By Sam Spinelli8 months ago in Poets
I. After the rain, will the streets be clear? Or will the waters, deep and dark, sweep everything away? II. If the road’s clear,
By Dean Traylor8 months ago in Poets
weatherman said that snow is coming, but i'm on the couch, still waiting.
By Alexandria Stanwyck8 months ago in Poets
