nature poetry

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

Nature Inspiration
My family spends their leisure hiding behind digital screens. It’s annoying and trigger, I need inspiration, turn to nature.
By Seema Patelabout a year ago in Poets
I’m Not Afraid Anymore
Now I don’t feel scared anymore I don’t feel scared now... Not if someone walks away, Not if something breaks between, Not if someone comes back close,
By Usamaabout a year ago in Poets
Light Up My Darkness
I’m looking to the sky and waiting for the sun to touch down. Patiently waiting for the sunlight to hit the ground. Rain rain go away while you’re at it take the snow away.
By Joe Pattersonabout a year ago in Poets
When she believed
She climbed many Rocky hills, She walked down many dangerous roads, She hid her face in danger, Silencing her pain and anger;
By Carol Ann Townendabout a year ago in Poets
He Grew Weed in the Loo
He Grew Weed in the Loo There once was a poet who lived down our street His habits were odd and his poems were sweet He cared for his garden, well, sort of, it’s true
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Dearest Moon
Dearest Moon, don't leave me waiting. Don't leave me longing. Every day is a new one and brings a new beginning. Love me in the now, not tomorrow or in the future. Be the exact male to be with and to enjoy life in togetherness, you are the best thing that has happened to me in life. I love you so much from the depths of my open heart
By Antea Lumina Kala Matylda about a year ago in Poets
Ash Bugs
Rising from the embers of Hades, from fire of wood These grey bugs have seen hell, phoenixed out of the dust Of whatever plant beast it was in a before life
By Jessica Weissabout a year ago in Poets
The Eve of Ian
A nagging tug on the heart and mind A sunset particularly colorful and fine Watching the purples and oranges and blues Drift down towards the Gulf in a burst of hues
By Karen Nicholsabout a year ago in Poets
He Didn’t Fly — He Knew the Sky
He didn’t learn to fly— he was born in it. Wings weren’t given to him— they were part of his heart. He didn’t seek the sky—
By Ella Morganabout a year ago in Poets
I Died Last Night. Top Story - July 2025.
I died last night in the darkened gloom. I died in arms bereft of bloom. Tears I’ve shed for lost branches’ warmth, Yearning more than the memories formed.
By Cathy holmesabout a year ago in Poets
Light Breaks Water
Introduction This is an Acrostic on the theme with a little mythology woven in. The music is "Mermaids" by Florence and The Machine
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a year ago in Poets
Watery Ways
Sun filled atmosphere Warm watering waving I gaze at the Rays of light flashing And I watch A meeting of the minds Creating a bright glistening dance
By Lisa Pulliamabout a year ago in Poets