nature poetry

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

How The World Will End
When life ends, it will not be with a bang. Volcanoes will not spew lava ‘cross the lands; Glass will not dot the Sahara sands.
By caitodoesstuffabout a year ago in Poets
Wondrous Spark
With the sword of your light Wondrous spark in the sky Aureate my walls When you set and when you rise Reveal not just the shadows of the past
By Caitlin Charltonabout a year ago in Poets
Where the Daffodils Still Dance. AI-Generated.
I walked alone, not lost, but deep in thought, Where quiet fields and open skies are taught To hold the stillness that the soul might seek
By Muhammad Faian Ul Hassanabout a year ago in Poets
Thunder and Lightning. AI-Generated.
The sky erupts, a roaring sound, As thunder rolls and shakes the ground. A flash of light splits through the night, A fleeting blaze, so fierce, so bright.
By Tency Eraabout a year ago in Poets
🌟 Hope Is the Thing with Features.
Hope is the whisper in the storm, A light that flickers but stays warm. It hides in corners, small and shy, Yet lifts the soul and helps us fly.
By Bilal Khanxabout a year ago in Poets
Rains
I really like watching the rain. It brings relaxation and light. I want to break this monotonous chain. In the noise of the rain my answer to find.
By Vivaabout a year ago in Poets
Nature Comforted Him. Top Story - July 2025.
My little son was sad, an eczema flare-up, with scratches and blood, his legs looked bad. With father’s scolding, he was miserable.
By Seema Patelabout a year ago in Poets
Lion : The king of Jungle
In the heart of the savanna, where the grasses sway and bend, A monarch strides with purpose, where the wild begins and ends.
By Am@n Khan about a year ago in Poets
I choose to sing louder than the lies that linger
Dear God, I pray for her to stop emotionally traumatizing people as her hobby. The demons in her are endlessly threatening and taunting me to visit violence.
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Poets
The ice cream melted long before the world froze over
The ice cream melted long before the world froze over We stood behind the flats, elbows touching, watching it drip down like it already knew
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Remember You
Sometimes I think about you. I think about it all. The warmth of that Summer and the way the clouds Pillowed just before a rain storm on a night of reflection. So full of the promise of something to come, something bad and Dark. Whilst looking so full and so, so Beautiful.
By Bria Lamonicaabout a year ago in Poets
Call Me Daisy
I want to sit in a field of daisies and breathe in the fresh air. I want to have the luxury of nourishing my curiosity. Where do daisies come from?
By Rhiannon Garlandabout a year ago in Poets