nature poetry
An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
Nature
Through the leaves I saw the light coming towards me. When my soul began to get dull it was nature that gave me life, a thought to wonder about and a real beauty to appreciate....
Shubh MaanPublished 2 years ago in Poets
The town I love
My home is a place that was built into a mountain surrounded by other mountains Mountains so Giant They make you feel so small
Amethyst HayesPublished 2 years ago in PoetsForests
Forests are vast, And they are varied. A myriad species, With a history buried, Deep within a common soil. Bark and leaves,
Petal Rain
It still fascinates me how such an unforgiving winter could so easily become just a chilly spring. It is fascinating thinking about how different everything would be if the person whom you are longing for was next to you, walking along with you in the rain. That same rain which once was just bad weather feeding your sorrow. Even though it may be just a passing moment, your sadness, somehow, gets enough time to become happiness. The rain? It becomes sunshine. The cold wind becomes warmth, and the person that you are so happy with becomes that winter’s cherry blossom.
Asaki SakuraPublished 2 years ago in Poets
The Call Of The Valley
Is the heron calling me home? Is it calling me back to the place I have known? The valleys haunting cry calls to me Wherever I go
Brianne RaddatzPublished 2 years ago in Poets
Stars will Shine for you.
A war rages above us, The territory is unseen, The opponents battle over the light of darkness, Regulary is the atmosphere full of our champions,
Frosted
There's something so whimsical about the winter season; there is such beauty in it. The frost is so lovely; I adore the way it decorates every window in stain glass brilliance and how it's sparkly elegance fuses with the water and flora; leaving nothing left untouched by it's icy embrace.
Sydney ScarletPublished 2 years ago in PoetsSouth African Sonnet
After a couple of glasses of Stormhoek We talk, late at night, with the moon We tell her of our game drive, the rhinos
Anni UeckermannPublished 2 years ago in Poets
The Beauty Inside
The Clouds are up high, The Sky so blue. Do you see it, The Beauty inside? Mountainous regions that reach the heavens,
Jaqueline GrenierPublished 2 years ago in PoetsAutumn
Every year, The leaves change Every year, The colour inside comes alive Every year, The leaves change. The Mother has done beautifully,
Jaqueline GrenierPublished 2 years ago in PoetsA Trip to Animal Land
Animals are known to be one of the most prominents forms of alternative medicine for people with special needs and medical conditions. Whether we physically or mentally interact with animals through summer camp programs, looking at pieces of artwork with animals in it, or regularly spend time with a pet, we are always having some form of connection with animals.
Talia DevoraPublished 2 years ago in Poets
Winter
The wind blows sharply. Whistling as it chases an invisible prey. Trailing behind the wind, comes a soft icy blanket. The trees are naked,
Lilac WindsPublished 2 years ago in Poets
