nature poetry
An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
Crow Song
In a dark corner, where the night nestles, The echo of the crows echoes, sinister and alone. Under the cloak of darkness, their cries resound, In the crow song, the mystery sings.
Eduarda RodriguesPublished 4 months ago in PoetsGemstone Goddess ♡
Gemstone Goddess, Always accordingly modest. Stones wit every fit, Gotta keep that aura protected & Lit! Gems on all my Limbs, I feel so incomplete witout them.
Ma’at CC 𓁧Published 4 months ago in PoetsIn Dreams
There was a line in the final episode of "The Swarm" which is the first line of this sonnet, and made me immediately think of my wonderful Muse.
Mike Singleton - MikeydredPublished 4 months ago in PoetsWater
Water conforms to the vessel Contracted It expands to fill every crevice It opens itself to the vessel Over time They wear into each other
Atomic HistorianPublished 4 months ago in PoetsSorry Mother Earth
Despite our abuse, she provides our air With bright greens and blues and all their hues But we won't stop to love for her, we won't dare
G. A. BoteroPublished 4 months ago in PoetsFar Away
Sometimes you have to leave right away So the house gets left in disarray You do you’re best to repair it on the fly As you try to keep the wings level
Atomic HistorianPublished 4 months ago in Poets- Top Story - December 2023
the night
the moon shines too bright tonight I know where you might be where they draw the blinds and midnight oil burns incessantly until the last dawn
Mescaline BrissetPublished 4 months ago in Poets Daybreaks
Burn my midnight heart. And trash my morning nightmares. Daybreaks, sunlight wins!
Rowan FinleyPublished 4 months ago in PoetsAmidst Frozen Tales
Amidst frozen tales, Nature's crystals waltz and weave, Whispers on each leaf, In the hush of winter's breath, Silent stories interlace.
Printique StudiosPublished 4 months ago in Poets"Joy's Radiance" ( Content writer and Content creator, Prompt Engineer TasLema AktHer RuNu from Bangladesh )
In laughter's echo, happiness resides, A symphony of mirth where joy abides, Where sunbeams dance on cheeks aglow, And hearts in jubilant rhythms flow.
Taslema Akther RunuPublished 4 months ago in PoetsAn Old Owl
An old wise owl, lived in an oak, The more he saw, the less he spoke, The less he spoke, the more he heard, The more he heard, the less he responded,
The city and only city
Concrete canyons, skyward thrust, Steel and glass, in sunbeams kissed. Honking horns, a rhythmic beat, Footsteps echo, down bustling street.
Sunil KushwahaPublished 4 months ago in Poets