nature poetry
An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
Wildflower
I'm a wildflower growing among the weeds. They choke me with their snares, I'm left heaving for air. I see the field in the distance. The valley of extravagant colors, swaying in the wind. I hear their songs, the melody is light with laughter and freedom. The field of wildflowers, where I belong.
By Rhianna Quanstrom6 years ago in Poets
Rose
The rose I see is there for me and none smells sweeter than any I have seen. The rose is red and shows no dred , it joy does show when it opened I spoke no word. My body was still as was heard and all that saw now do say if you see a rose today make live with love so dear. The rose gave me hope and peace even when its thrones did poke me. Nothing more and nothing less but the rose doth live in my heart do never die and never part. To never die and never part from my heart.
By Virginia Worthington6 years ago in Poets