An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
My kayak Slips into crystal-clear water. The woods lining the lake Blaze In the colors of Fall: Warm golden Fiery orange
By Laura DePace12 months ago in Poets
graduated from judgement and its consequences reflections of pagan paradise alleged with eminent religion allotted for life and death subjugated
By ⸘jason alan‽12 months ago in Poets
A Right to Freedom That Never Comes What gives a human the right to cage the innocent, to take breath from the wild, and call it love?
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 12 months ago in Poets
Animals Should Not Be Caged Animals were not made to be trapped, their souls were born to run, to breathe, to live. Yet we build cages and call it care,
The Birdcage The bird sings softly in its gold, Its voice both fragile and defiant, It knows the air but not the wind, It dreams of flight through quiet silence.
Introduction This is my seventieth piece inspired by Angie Livingstone's inspirational artwork. I love the beautiful autumnal colours in this work.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 12 months ago in Poets
In the tender glow of morning light, A bird begins its song of flight. Awakening blooms from dreams so deep, Its call through petals softly sweep.
By Shazzed Hossain Shajal12 months ago in Poets
I’m miserable for adventure There’s lines that stain my brain Like every nation They exist only in our imagination They separate us from our true nature
By Atomic Historian12 months ago in Poets
Butterfly of Unfinished Dreams Your wings are torn with beauty’s weight, Each colour hides a story lost, You rise from ashes soft as dust,
Moon, Sometimes I fear there is no intelligent life here. I used to think there were others with whom I could relate, but,
By Heather Scott12 months ago in Poets
Do you hear that? The way the October wind rustles through the changing leaves? The way it rattles the branches whispering it's here?
By Jasmine Aguilar12 months ago in Poets
I want to hold onto All those memories that flash by when I’m busy with something else They were the ones meant to show the way
By Sun Bee12 months ago in Poets
