An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
She was the type of girl who longed to inspire a whole wonderous empire of creativity around her. She captured moments in time, wherever she found herself.
By Rowan Finley 8 months ago in Poets
it's a wilderness in here big dreams, obvious obsessions shepherded fears in flight from hope i run into the arms of tomorrow
By ⸘jason alan‽8 months ago in Poets
The sky does not apologize for its grey, nor do the pines ask permission to lean. There is a bruised sort of gold in the decay
By Jhon smith8 months ago in Poets
Greetings, one and all employees, This is a Climate Announcement. Outlining corporate strategies And how investments will be spent.
By I. D. Reeves8 months ago in Poets
Ice Valley (painting byMarie381Uk) A quiet place, so cold, so still, Hiding deep behind the hill. Shining blue, like frozen sky,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
Monsoon Tears One word. That’s all it took. No thunder, no curtain fall. Just breath gone strange and nothing at all.
I gaze ahead at light flickers water draws breath my feet root The walls m e l t forming gothic wax piles at my ankles-
By Michele Nampalli8 months ago in Poets
Dear Moon, When I was small, I saw you first through glass. A bus window trembling through night. You followed us home, silent, silver, sure.
Majestic mountain beckons in the sun, a hypnotic call, a gleaming vision that enthralls hikers and skiers Its slopes has secrets no one knows
By Andrea Corwin 8 months ago in Poets
Just a Rose in a Field of Poppies I bloomed where no one thought I might, Among the poppies, bold and bright. They danced in scarlet, wild and free,
Will this world be blown apart by nukular war The fire sleeps, hidden in steel, waiting in silence, waiting in fear. One wrong word,
“Hey let me know when you get home” “I’m home.” “Are you safe?” “It’s 2 am and it’s dark out be careful of unmarked cars”
By Cadma8 months ago in Poets
