An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
O! Dear Mountain, Why did you do this to me? You taught me how to walk, On Rocks and Lose soil, Only to send me back to where,
By Creative Hub7 years ago in Poets
The night air is heavy and the world is shaded. There has been anticipation since the sunlight faded. In your dreams you think of canes of candy and bells of a sleigh.
By Paul Crocker7 years ago in Poets
People tell me that I should be stronger. Because that is where the truth lies. But I am honest no longer. I admit, I have no alibis.
Make me wet, I told the clouds. They looked dark and so did strain. I laughed out loud. Because yesterday, it rained.
I am angry. I’m angry with you. Why is that so hard to say? Because society has trained us to keep our emotions bottled up,
By Taylor Nelson7 years ago in Poets
A storm is rising and the sky is growing darker by the minute. As I lie down on the softness of my bed, I am surrounded by the sound of rain and thunder.
By Mary Bee7 years ago in Poets
Crystal water as still as Narcissus’s pond, surrounding spruce trees cast a flawless image with winter air crisps thy morning breath,
By Karen Chapero7 years ago in Poets
If you falter, Fear not the consequence, Fight the legions of Pride and Wrath, For there is only one truth above all.
By Nathan Fox7 years ago in Poets
Apartment 54 stands in front of me. Comfort lies beyond the walls. I feel the click as the key cuddles up to the pins and relinquishes me entry through the door.
By Josh Powell7 years ago in Poets
I sat there in that evergreen meadow, As I looked at the bluest of streams. The sun’s loving bars left me aglow, As the water made my eyes agleam.
By Kashyap Patel7 years ago in Poets
When a biting cold strikes heavy, When you shiver and turn from the world, Is when reclusiveness becomes synonymous with respite.
When I'm alone, I am calm. Silence is the sound of my peace. No rushing rivers or winds blowing through the trees can compare.
By Cash Hogan7 years ago in Poets