nature poetry

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

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
Lapis Lazuli
Sometimes I want to run away, Just me. It's not because I don't love you Because I do. But there's a part of me that cracks a little
By Rachel Deemingabout a year ago in Poets
Lavender
Your weary mind stumbles Your fettered heart trembles In a sad and stubborn loop Step through the Portal The soothing scent softly wafting
By Colleen Waltersabout a year ago in Poets
I FEEL LIKE A FLOWING RIVER
Am drawn towards pool, lake,and slow moving river, Their silence, stillness, calmness and quietness always captivate me, They are attractive and luring,
By Irene Mugang Narewec about a year ago in Poets
Today's Bird- the Purple Finch
~~🐦🐦🐦‍⬛🪶This is my continuing daily series that explores the avian world one bird at a time. "I would like to paint the way the world sings." -- Claude Monetthey.... ________________
By Lightning Bolt ⚡about a year ago in Poets
Wind and Tree
The storm waited and watched Fighting... "Commence." Ropes carry more of Tree limbs, screams, and roars. And the houses speculate, Senses... Scared for their well-being, Solid indoors. Then the wind... Boom, back and forths, "Is not its fault!" The tree. Thank you for reading! Which part of the poem resonates with you? Share your thoughts. Please leave a comment. Copyright 2025 K.A. Smith
By K.A. Smithabout a year ago in Poets
Below the Surface
You walk in silence, dressed in shade, A mystery not meant to fade. You feel in depth, not breadth or speed You are the hunger, not the need.
By E. C. Miraabout a year ago in Poets
The Middle Note
You balance scales with whispered breath, You weigh the words, you paint the sky, A diplomat who dances death. A lover caught in asking why.
By E. C. Miraabout a year ago in Poets
Becoming
Life, a fleeting shortcut carved in the fabric of matter, a sly betrayal of stillness. It leaps, like electric arcs splitting the silence,
By venusianjadeabout a year ago in Poets
A Buggy (Get)
A lure, some call a bug zapper. Some, religious... spiritual... A humane trapper. No harmful chemicals, Seem safe... We? All but one left On the shelf, Insect! I see... Safe? Again No harmful chemicals With my friend. My friend, my friend, my friend Grabs it. Chemicals... A bug, bug zapper.
By K.A. Smithabout a year ago in Poets
Walking Iris
It does not rush. It does not beg. The world bends slowly around it, while it inches forward with grace you’ll miss if you blink.
By Mr Aliabout a year ago in Poets
Debasement So Ingrained
An elephant calf grows David to Goliath tethered to an entrenched, stannic staff. Thinking itself chattel chained feeling lashes past phantom pained
By Chris Zabout a year ago in Poets