nature poetry

An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.

Life is Fleeting
We are mere mortals, maybe not, as ephemeral, as fireflies, or moths, but we are still specks, in the long ribbon, of Earth’s timeline.
By Seema Patelabout a year ago in Poets
The Ghostly Bride at Newton Lake Uk
The Ghostly Bride at Newton Lake Uk They said she walked the water line when fog had bruised the edge of time a dress too white for sleep or soil
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Poems I Wrote for People Who Never Knew
Poems I Wrote for People Who Never Knew Genre: Poets / Romance / Heartbreak Challenge Fit: Things You Can’t Say Out Loud There are things I’ve never said aloud.
By waseem khanabout a year ago in Poets
The Sun Is His Signature
Every morning, before the world stirs awake, a quiet miracle takes place. The sky blushes gently in hues of rose and gold, and then—without fail—the sun rises. It is a rhythm older than history, a light so familiar we forget to see it for what it truly is: a divine signature, inscribed across the heavens by the hand of Allah.
By MIne Story Nestabout a year ago in Poets
Love in 8 Messages — And One Left Unsent
1. Drafted on: January 12, 2021 — 10:02 PM Hey, Elina. I know it’s been a while. I wasn’t sure if I should even message you. But today, I walked past the bookstore where you slipped your number into the back of that Murakami novel. I still have the receipt you doodled your smiley face on. Weird, right? I stared at it for a long time. Thought about how excited I was when I found it. Thought about you. Anyway… I hope you’re good.
By Musawir Shahabout a year ago in Poets
The Sweetest Dreams
There is a quiet place we all seek— not found in maps or measured time, but nestled deep inside the hollow of our hearts,
By Prince khanabout a year ago in Poets
The Dance of the Firefly Fleet
A shimmer stirs in the velvet night, a candle’s soul adrift in flight, wandering gently through twilight’s sigh, borne by breezes whispering by.
By Wow Geniusabout a year ago in Poets
Geo-Logical Reasoning
Sliced geodes with intrinsic beauty. Utilizing a magnifying glass to focus on their rough, dull exteriors. Ordinary rocks at first glance.
By Jessica Varvilabout a year ago in Poets
Now That July 4th is Over, I Can't Stop Thinking About Fall
A rustle of leaves, the slightest transition, changing colors, greens to yellows, crisper winds rolling in. Start-of-summer is closing, every plant and animal on a mission:
By Maddy Newtabout a year ago in Poets
Childhood
My stomach grows I feel him kick Just for a moment He does it quick The dirty porch It’s rickety chair It’s thick and hot
By Amyabout a year ago in Poets
The Woods have Eyes.
"So what did you two idiots do with the body...I hope there is no trail back to here...I don't want to have to dirty my hands getting rid of you".
By Novel Allenabout a year ago in Poets
Tides of Time
The wind howled across the shore like a restless spirit, stirring the waves into a foamy rage. Each wave surged forward, only to retreat — as if the sea itself could not make up its mind whether to hold on or to let go. Ava stood barefoot on the cold sand, her dress clinging to her legs, her eyes fixed on the endless blue horizon. This was her first time back in ten years.
By Muhammadabout a year ago in Poets