nature poetry

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

Spent
They say you're a weed. "Viola Sororia", Common Blue Violet. But you're anything but common. You're a little beauty in my grassy pasture, a pollinator and a nurturer of the little creatures that rely on you. You're an integral part of our ecosystem, but you're not posing in a manicured and selectively accessorized flower bed on display.
By Colleen Waltersabout a year ago in Poets
Beneath All
I met you on a Sunday when the rain forgot how to fall straight— sideways, like fate unsure of its own intent, and your smile cracked something
By Printique Studiosabout a year ago in Poets
The hornet and the tinnitus
I'm not worried too much by the sting; From a distance, I'll just blast the thing. But there's something I really abhor: Its buzzing, an insectile roar.
By Rachel Deemingabout a year ago in Poets
How Fragile We Are
If blood will flow When flesh and steel are one Drying in the color of the evening sun Tomorrows rain Will wash the stains away
By Zakir Ullahabout a year ago in Poets
Ashes in the Rain
I. The City Sleeps with One Eye Open The city hunches like a drunk in the alley, coughing neon into puddles, its breath thick with secrets and gin.
By Esther Sunabout a year ago in Poets
Wonderland: What of the Future?
Wonderland is meant to be happy, Like Graceland on steroids. A mad hatter’s tea party, A half-mad bar, Wonderland is meant to be happy.
By Calvin Londonabout a year ago in Poets
Today's Bird- the Eastern Bluebird
~~🐦🐦🐦‍⬛🪶“I’m like a bird, I only fly away. I don’t know where my soul is. I don’t know where my home is.” — Nelly Furtado
By Lightning Bolt ⚡about a year ago in Poets
Paseo Solitario
I went on a paseo solitario in my barrio, I picked gardenia flores, I was treated with canciones of pinzones. I admired the neighbors' rosas.
By Seema Patelabout a year ago in Poets
VOTING FOR DOLPHIN
If Eagle is the King of the bird kingdom because of his attitude, and Lion the King of the animal kingdom because of his bravery,
By Irene Mugang Narewec about a year ago in Poets
Bard
The deafening silence of a tremulous void roars to instantaneous life Filling the final spiraling arm of a shimmering multi-tonal galaxy
By K.B. Silver about a year ago in Poets
The Climb
You start at zero, make your climb, One stone at once, one mark in time. While others drift, you chart and plot, You move with purpose, break or not.
By E. C. Miraabout a year ago in Poets
No Map, Just Wind
A spark that leaps from land to sky, You chase the truth, you never lie. Unless to dodge a boring fate Then bend the tale and shift the weight.
By E. C. Miraabout a year ago in Poets