nature poetry

An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.

Nature Brings Endless Happiness
As if I have cracked the code of endless happiness. It is watching nature, how flora and fauna interact. So, I engage in it a lot,
By Seema Patel10 months ago in Poets
the roots of reverie
our love was a sapling, thin-stemmed, fragile, poised in quiet confidence. it was indescribable, the bliss i felt, growing in your taciturn nature.
By Daniel K10 months ago in Poets
Zip Me Up
The grass is a winter coat Kneeling down, I unzip it Reach my hands deep into the soil Feeling for the bottom of the hardened, weathered roots
By Celeste Frenette10 months ago in Poets
Between Heaven and Earth
These roots hold echoes of things I could never say Twisted and buried in the earth Cemented in ways that feel immovable Past lifetimes full of love and loss
By James Seabrook10 months ago in Poets
The Yule Goddess At Glastonbury Tor
Introduction This is my eighty-third piece inspired by Angie Livingstone's beautiful artwork. This is an Ekphrastic Terzanelle
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred - EBA10 months ago in Poets
The Ring of Brodgar
Introduction This is my eighty-second piece inspired by Angie Livingstone's beautiful artwork. The Ring of Brodgar is part of the Heart of Neolithic Orkney World Heritage Site, a series of important domestic and ritual monuments built 5000 years ago in the Orkney Islands.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred - EBA10 months ago in Poets
The Nature of Roots
We lean into symbolism, transformation, and the quiet philosophical pulse beneath living things. A branching - roots, trunk, crown - humans as “higher animals”,
By Antoni De'Leon10 months ago in Poets
Alone Time
There are parts of the day where my branches will sway. Giving into all the wind around as it makes me play. I am happy standing firm,
By Michael Owczarek10 months ago in Poets
Roots of Roses
Her smile is worth its weight in (rose) gold. She makes magic of scraps of hopes and dreams. She is broken and bruised and hard to hold.
By Lizzy Rose10 months ago in Poets
Roots of Tolerance, Tendrils of Kindness
What is the life purpose of the deer, raccoons, and birds? Is it different from humans, or are we the same, with our intention to live, experiencing this world for the sake of life? To wake up, go through the day, working and resting, eating and sleeping - the same for the creatures as for the humans.
By Andrea Corwin 10 months ago in Poets
I am rooted but I flow
Rooted but flowing Coming and going yet never quite knowing where I’ll wash up One thing that steadies I taste it already
By Raine Neal10 months ago in Poets
Perennial Cardinals . Top Story - December 2025.
A giant maple tree magnified morel zoomed out galaxy scheme I brushed my fingers against living bark to stand still as a deer
By Michele Nampalli10 months ago in Poets