An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
The speed of the black hole as it nears light Remained no match for astrophysicists Who snapped the shot of the Virgo orange, bright.
By Skyler Saunders5 years ago in Poets
Emotions in motions The clash like waves to the shore of the ocean You can’t see because your drowning gasping for air Tugging at the surface
By Zulma Bermudez5 years ago in Poets
I Spy A Light I’ll Blend My Happiness In With The Sunlight I Read The Sky The World Is Mine I Am The Air You’ll Learn Life Isn’t Fair
By Jala Bell5 years ago in Poets
Long ago, I planted a cactus inside my soul. Malnourished and weeping I pulled her in. A masochist I became, becoming numb to her stabbing pains.
By Kristin Wilson5 years ago in Poets
If you look up at the midnight sky in mid-august, you can see the light of thousands of stars shining throughout the universe.
By Alys Farley-Pineau5 years ago in Poets
The air at the beginning of spring, –Crisp, Clean, and full of promise. I don't quite see it in myself but My parents do.
By Bianca Wargo5 years ago in Poets
It’s so beautiful how animals react to nature Winter has finally left us for a vacation The sun opened her eyes & greets us with a warm invitation
By Khepera J5 years ago in Poets
The mountains bleed ice cold rivers, Running through bright green landscapes, Visible like veins underneath pale skin, Rough and wild like savages,
By Caden Lockhorst5 years ago in Poets
We all seem to forget That nothing lasts forever Cry for those fallen flowers Petals light in the breeze Flowing Until they reach their destination
By Matt Rivera5 years ago in Poets
The river of life rushes on where it may; who can tell if plans to stay. Its course is rough, confusing, in a fray; no matter what you do or how you fight, it flows where it may.
By Benjamin Alexander House5 years ago in Poets
Avenge symbolizes punishing the wrong doer, Revenge symbolizes war, Avenge symbolizes positivity, Revenge symbolizes negativity,
By Shweta 5 years ago in Poets
Light snow on the cobblestones Twinkling lights in the trees Winter in the Dales What a wonderful place to be. Carolers singing in the streets
By Emily A Dinwiddie5 years ago in Poets