nature poetry
An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
Beyond the Veil: Enchanting Dreamscapes
In the realm of dreams, fantasy comes to life, Unveiling hidden worlds, where imagination thrives. Whispers of surreal tales dance in twilight's embrace,
Eternal Embrace: A Love's Timeless Waltz
In the mystic realm where dreams collide, Where stars adorn the velvet sky, A tale unfolds with gentle stride, Of love's embrace, and reasons why.
Dark...
Nothing can put the world to rest, other than the darkness...once you close your eyes, all you could find is darkness... darkness, with in which, you can find peace...no stares of judgement, no false acknowledgements... no lies, no meaningless tries...all you could get out of darkness, is silence...silence, which gives you the liberty to choose to be yourself...perhaps, nature knows the darkness better than we all do, as it lets the wonders of the universe, only happen under the safe illusion called the DARK...
Why Wyoming Smiles
This is a poem for two wonderful friends I have in Wyoming, you know who they are. I have to write this to show how I really feel. I have so many wonderful and supportive friends, and they make me feel happy and full of life.
Mike Singleton - MikeydredPublished 11 months ago in Poets“Is the light of a candle reflected in a single star”
Is the light of a candle Reflected in a single star? Or does it shine on endlessly To find its way afar? Does its glow illuminate
Asma QamarPublished 11 months ago in PoetsLoneliness
(In the depths of solitude, I embrace, Loneliness as a friend, a sacred space. A chance to know myself, to mend and heal,
"Whispers of the Wind"
"Whispers of the Wind" In the breeze's gentle touch, A symphony of whispers hushed, Nature's secrets gently unfold, In the stories the wind has told.
Memories
(Memories linger, like whispers in time, Moments we cherish, both yours and mine. They hold our laughter, our tears, and our fears,
Adventure
(In the realm of adventure, I spread my wings wide, Exploring the unknown, with curiosity as my guide. Through mountains and valleys, I journey with glee,
Gratitude
(In moments of stillness, I count my blessings, Gratitude fills my heart, a sweet caressing. For every sunrise and gentle breeze,
Solitude
(In solitude, I find my peace, Where worries and troubles gently cease. Amidst the quiet, my soul unfolds, And my heart finds solace in stories untold.)
In our side, there should
In our side, there should be some exciting things that make us. And in my memory, let me the most unforgettable expedition, or a long time ago, let me still unforgettable! Remember before, I always love to go to my brother's house to play, but my house and his home far away, so every time to walk the road, an hour or so to. By chance, I found a short cut to his home, that is, to walk dozens of meters of road, and then into a small bamboo forest, after the forest a small mud hill, and then a bridge, after crossing the bridge walk for a while to his home. From the day of discovery I had taken this road to his house, and since the secret passage had been in place I had saved half an hour of the journey, and the two of us had been able to enjoy ourselves. I walked through here the other day. That day, I finished my homework, said to my grandmother to my brother's house to play, but came to the bamboo forest, but I hesitated, because I used to walk this road when I saw a big spider, very scary, but I can play with my brother, must go in, I summoned up courage, hard head drill into, also holding any stick to do protection. The scenery here is beautiful, spring, all things recovery, the path is also full of vitality, the bamboo leaves are so, green green, but at this time I only around there is no danger. I hurried out of this small bamboo forest and came to the bridge. I was shocked by the scene in front of me. Last winter's heavy snow had broken half of the remaining railings of the bridge, and now the bridge was only bare. Set foot on the bridge, but my feet are still too soft to move, but I still a force, hard to walk with fear in the past, I just stepped across the bridge, immediately paralyzed sitting on the ground, I want to relax the nervous nerves. I walked across the bridge, and brother went to play, and back, I still chose the shortcut, this time I will not flinch, I have had a successful experience. Although it has been a long time, I still remember this unforgettable adventure. This "adventure", for me, is not only an experience, but also a test of my courage.In our side, there should be some exciting things that make us. And in my memory, let me the most unforgettable expedition, or a long time ago, let me still unforgettable! Remember before, I always love to go to my brother's house to play, but my house and his home far away, so every time to walk the road, an hour or so to. By chance, I found a short cut to his home, that is, to walk dozens of meters of road, and then into a small bamboo forest, after the forest a small mud hill, and then a bridge, after crossing the bridge walk for a while to his home. From the day of discovery I had taken this road to his house, and since the secret passage had been in place I had saved half an hour of the journey, and the two of us had been able to enjoy ourselves. I walked through here the other day. That day, I finished my homework, said to my grandmother to my brother's house to play, but came to the bamboo forest, but I hesitated, because I used to walk this road when I saw a big spider, very scary, but I can play with my brother, must go in, I summoned up courage, hard head drill into, also holding any stick to do protection. The scenery here is beautiful, spring, all things recovery, the path is also full of vitality, the bamboo leaves are so, green green, but at this time I only around there is no danger. I hurried out of this small bamboo forest and came to the bridge. I was shocked by the scene in front of me. Last winter's heavy snow had broken half of the remaining railings of the bridge, and now the bridge was only bare. Set foot on the bridge, but my feet are still too soft to move, but I still a force, hard to walk with fear in the past, I just stepped across the bridge, immediately paralyzed sitting on the ground, I want to relax the nervous nerves. I walked across the bridge, and brother went to play, and back, I still chose the shortcut, this time I will not flinch, I have had a successful experience. Although it has been a long time, I still remember this unforgettable adventure. This "adventure", for me, is not only an experience, but also a test of my courage.
nakelia gallowayPublished 11 months ago in Poets