nature poetry
An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
Twenty-Five
I worried that Twenty-five might come with questions, in a loud interrogative voice the usual racket of my heart's upstairs neighbor: why don't you know just who you are, and why you've been dropped just here? Why haven't you done so very much more, and helped everyone else to, too? But I find that Twenty-five comes to me quietly with morning mugginess by the Delaware shore, and seabirds skating high above a quick call with my brother, across 13 hours difference and the width of the Pacific. I worried that Twenty-five might arrive with accusation's weight but Twenty-five comes to me lightly With only the unwrapped gift and unfinished task of presence. Yes, Twenty-five comes to me quietly and sits in the dew-soaked chair beside and we just exist at this point in time with the trees and the grass and the bugs and the birds.
By Gabriel Huizengaabout a month ago in Poets
A Love Letter to Nature: Finding Beauty in the World Around Us
Dear nature, I have been meaning to tell you how much I notice you when the world becomes too loud. I notice you in the morning, when sunlight quietly touches the trees and turns ordinary leaves into little pieces of gold.
By Sujan Aryalabout a month ago in Poets
