An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
I watch as you drift languidly at one with the breeze, content with sleep.
By Amanda Starksabout a year ago in Poets
Dear Friend, It's late and I'm awake. I decided to write to you because I truly miss your silver gaze. I went outside to see if you were in the sky only to find your brilliant face was hidden behind a puff of clouds.
By Chloe Unfilteredabout a year ago in Poets
As she gazed from the mountain top, Her mind filled with the wonders of the world before her, She stared at beautiful tree tops,
By Carol Ann Townendabout a year ago in Poets
By the Banks River of stillness Sprouting green tendrils of light I dawn in water
By Wes Barcliftabout a year ago in Poets
Beware the moonlight As the bewitching hour chimes Dinner is at three
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets
There is a freedom During life and death cycles Gasping through the fall
May, Australia - the leaves wither and brown on coloniser’s trees.
By Franny Dorneyabout a year ago in Poets
Tango with the wind Swaying slow-slow-quick-quick-slow Let go and breakdance!
By Heather Elleabout a year ago in Poets
The Snow Snow falls quietly at first, soft flakes drifting like they have nowhere to be, then faster, heavier, pressing against the ground,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
the colors under my boots and gray, gloomy skies will soon fade to brown
By Kay Husnickabout a year ago in Poets
Wind wisps leaves awry. A present for Mother Earth. Sprinkled bits of change.
By Annie Edwards about a year ago in Poets
Renewal. Hope. Growth. Falling leaves whisper of change. Wisdom sheds its skin.
