nature poetry

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

You're a Pretty But Fat Caterpillar
I see you crawl along the Eucalyptus branch, You're nothing more than a pretty slug, But you attract more than a casual glance.
By Calvin Londonabout a year ago in Poets
Rabindranath Tagore: The Bard of Bengal
Rabindranath Tagore (May 7, 1861 – August 7, 1941) stands as one of the greatest literary and philosophical minds of modern India and a global cultural icon whose influence has transcended time, language, and borders. Born in Jorasanko Thakur Bari, the ancestral mansion of the Tagore family in Kolkata, Tagore was the youngest son of Debendranath Tagore, a leader of the Brahmo Samaj—a reformist Hindu movement. The Tagore family was a nucleus of cultural and intellectual life in 19th-century Bengal, providing young Rabindranath with a rich atmosphere of artistic experimentation, progressive thought, and spiritual inquiry.
By sadhin khanabout a year ago in Poets
Brilliancy
Pinkish white blossoms backlit by the setting sun grace spring greenery Copyright © 5/8/2025 by Andrea O. Corwin Thank you so much for stopping by! 😃 If you liked this piece, please click the ♡ leave a comment, share it, and remember, you can subscribe for free.
By Andrea Corwin about a year ago in Poets
Tribute to Neem Tree
If you don’t know, that's neem tree, a twig with fruit. It's a tree, revered in Ayurveda. Its bitter in taste, so antimicrobial,
By Seema Patelabout a year ago in Poets
The Year I Wrote in Rainwater
The year I turned thirty, I stopped writing in ink. It began on a Tuesday in April, when the skies split open like a sigh and I found myself in a forgotten park, notebook in hand, drenched but delighted. I had no umbrella, no agenda, just a quiet hour between obligations. I sat on a moss-covered bench while the clouds wept their secrets. I watched rain stitch silver lines across the page.
By Ashikur Rahman Bipulabout a year ago in Poets
Fear of growing up
In fact, it really is. Suddenly you find that you are everything in your family. It's time for you to make a decision. In fact, that is your true growth.
By Lunaabout a year ago in Poets
Feijoa Bounty
That pineapple guava, or feijoa— a delicious fruit, that ripens in autumn. My kids and I gather, in pounds, enjoying the sweet pulp,
By Seema Patelabout a year ago in Poets
Seek Nature Time
Seek ample nature time, it will dispel life's grime, leaving you feeling, sublime. Note: Nature is our earliest cradle, healer, and teacher. There’s no point in estranging ourselves from it. The peace found in nature's abundance is profound. So, let’s return to it— let’s spend more time in nature and feel better.
By Seema Patelabout a year ago in Poets
Let's Immerse in Nature
What a wonderful world, we are bestowed with— to immerse in, to enrich life— this deep blue alpine lake, surrounded by conifer stands,
By Seema Patelabout a year ago in Poets
Swallows Nests
Gourd-shaped swallow mud nests, even these birds know— we thrive in community support. Note: These mud nests are made by cliff swallows, often under eaves or bridges. They build nests in colonies, and I’m sure it gives them more safety. Together, their noise and numbers help fend off predators and keep themselves safe.
By Seema Patelabout a year ago in Poets
Northern Lights
He may as well have been the borealis all aurora aura and out of reach. He pointed me north with his maren eyes, and it was the first time the cold
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
Becoming
Two girls, so close to womanhood, decided one day to stroll through the woods. "What if there's danger?" asked the first while the other sighed, "You're assuming the worst."
By Dani Bananiabout a year ago in Poets