nature poetry
An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
Moonlight Imagines
As the night grows Each wind blows chillier While the moon dances across the night sky The air is filled with blossoms of hope and sprinkled with sweet scents.
CrooksologyPublished 4 months ago in PoetsRiver of Time
In the tapestry of existence, a delicate thread, Time, a fleeting whisper, softly spread. A breath of moments, a sigh unseen,
Kdm Trending NewsPublished 4 months ago in PoetsPixie Dust
She sits in a meadow of white In a gossamer white gown Holding out her pale hand And watching the pixie dust Float off in the wind
Mother CombsPublished 4 months ago in PoetsHopes for After Death
When I die, I wish you would bury me Somewhere in the yard Behind the house we called our home. I wish you would wrap my body
Emily CummingsPublished 4 months ago in PoetsVultures
Vultures all That is our culture now They fly in for a bite Once they’ve got what they need They take flight Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
Atomic HistorianPublished 4 months ago in PoetsWe’re All Fake
We’re all fake Inside and out Over baked from this emotional drought Never taught how to interact Always giving the wrong reaction
Atomic HistorianPublished 4 months ago in PoetsIf I Left Here Tomorrow-2
If I left here tomorrow Would you even notice? Or would you carry on Until you could find someone else to provide my services
Atomic HistorianPublished 4 months ago in PoetsIf I Left Here Tomorrow
If I left here tomorrow Would you even notice? Or would you just notice all the unpaid bills All of the uncooked meals
Atomic HistorianPublished 4 months ago in PoetsGrandma dances, defying time's cruel hand
Grandma dances, defying time's cruel hand Silver Threads and Salsa Steps Wrinkles etched like laughter lines, Grandma's smile transcends the signs.
bishnu prasadPublished 4 months ago in Poets- Content Warning
Ethereal Wanderer
In fields of gold, where wildflowers sway, There danced a girl with eyes like day. Her laughter rang like silver bells,
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A Tapestry of Friendship
In the tapestry of life, friends are the threads, Binding our hearts in the loom of shared dreams. Through the highs and lows, their presence steads,
Moon's Tender Embrace
In moon's tender embrace, Whispers weave through night's ballet, Hearts bloom in soft hues.
Printique StudiosPublished 4 months ago in Poets